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You really are too much
I’ve never been afraid
‘Til friends turned into in my head
All moments of the day
You really pulled the rug out
I stumble like a fool
You’re pulling every trigger
Every word plays on a loop
I’d have to pull apart my wings
To keep me grounded in this ring
And read a novel every day
To pull me from the brink of breaking down
‘Cause I’ve got hands, and you’ve got hands
And I can’t pull away
And you can stand
And I can stand
With our clothes in the way
But I can’t stop from slipping up
With your hands on my waist
You caught me by surprise
You really done it now
We peeked behind the door
Feared retaliation
But we’re always back for more
I’d never kiss and tell
But something’s telling loud and clear
Flipped one little switch
A whole damn factory switched gears
I’d have to pull apart my wings
To keep me grounded in this ring
And read a novel every day
To pull me from the brink of breaking down
‘Cause I’ve got hands, and you’ve got hands
And I can’t pull away
And you can stand
And I can stand
With our clothes in the way
But I can’t stop from slipping up
With your hands on my waist
You caught me by surprise
I’ve got hands, and
You’ve got hands, and
I’ve got hands, and
You’ve got hands, and
I’ve got hands, and
You’ve got hands
And I can’t pull away
‘Cause I’ve got hands, and you’ve got hands
And I can’t pull away
And you can stand
And I can stand
With our clothes in the way
But I can’t stop from slipping up
With your hands on my waist
You caught me by surprise
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Imperfect Parts
04:10
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I expect so much
To fall into my hands,
When I don’t know what’s safe to touch
I’m tossing ashes to the ground
It’s the one thing I know how to do
You’re a voice on the phone
In a universe where everything feels… under control
But it’s not the one I live in
Just one where I’m existing with you
And I know that it’s not fair
For me to say I’m scared
It’s a paper-thin wall I live behind
But I’ll be your dancing silhouette
If you give me just a little more time
We’ve never been conventional
Never been on time, no
It’s enough to make ‘em
Wanna know just who we think we are
Never said I was perfect
I never said you were,
But I’d build a city using all imperfect parts
I’ve made a little space
For something that I only half-expect to show its face
When that face is what I can only
Imagine to be something that
I can hold in my hands
What’s safe to hold in my hands?
And I know that it’s not fair
For me to feel so scared
It’s a side-effect of waiting for a lifeline
But I’ll be your dancing silhouette
All I need is just a little more time
We’ve never been conventional
Never been on time, no
It’s enough to make ‘em
Wanna know just who we think we are
Never said I was perfect
And I never said you were
But I’d build a city using all imperfect parts
We never did one single thing in order
So we took our hearts
And we cut them into quarters
But I could put things back in place
If you could hold it steady
I could put things back in place
If you could hold it steady
And I could light your cigarette
If for once I got there at the right time
But we’ve never been conventional
Never been on time
It’s enough to make ‘em
Wanna know who we think we are
Never said that I was perfect and
I never said that you were
But I’d build a city using all imperfect parts
I’d build a city using all imperfect parts
I’d live in your city made of all imperfect parts
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Switchblade
03:29
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Are you exhausted?
Halfway through a cigarette
It’s like you always said,
Nothing’s ever permanent
But you can’t keep your head above the smoke
It must be something when everything is gold
But you said that I could fold in half
Just like a little switchblade
Cutting every corner
I could still do anything
It doesn’t matter,
The current’s gonna carry me away
Did you find Austin
And that basket full of happiness?
Or are you still on that treadmill of options
In Minneapolis?
‘Cause you could never keep your head above the smoke
It must be lovely when everything
Is on that one-lane road
But you said that I could fold in half
Just like a little switchblade
Cutting every corner
I could still do anything
It doesn’t matter,
The current’s gonna carry me away
And you said that I had heard a rumor
That the sun was coming anyway
Shine on me for all to see
Isn’t that enough to stay?
It doesn’t matter,
The current’s gonna carry me away
Well, flipping out
Or folding into the seams
Coming undone now,
You only know what you see
And so you’re closing, but
You don’t know what you’re following
But you said that I could fold in half
Just like a little switchblade
Cutting every corner
I could still do anything
It doesn’t matter,
The current’s gonna carry me away
And you said that I had heard a rumor
That the sun was coming anyway
Shine on me for all to see
Isn’t that enough to stay?
It doesn’t matter,
The current’s gonna carry me away, away
Away, away
Away, away
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Say You're Alone
03:51
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I ran from the grocery store
With empty hands,
Nothing I came for
Then I just sat in my car
Making a show of things
For no one really,
I was just so far gone
So far gone
So far gone
It was that same familiar buzz
That grabbed me by the throat
And pulled me back under
By the time I came back up
The show was over
I was at another house
I wondered how I got there
How I got there
How I got there
I’d pluck the sun from the sky
So I could click it on and off,
Just like a flashlight
So I could choose what I see
I can’t count the footsteps
But they’re here for me
Say you’re alone
Nothing you’re saying makes sense
Sorry, I can’t hear you
Over everything else
But it’s a thump in my brain
Play it for the audience
Let’s see if anyone
Can make some sense of all this
Sense of all this
Sense of all this
My hypochondriac heart
I don’t believe the things
I read on my chart
‘Cause there’s always some oversight
They’ll send me home
But I’ll be up all night
I do this alone
I do this alone
Say you’re alone
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I was the kerosene,
Spilled all across the path
You were a lantern,
Useless without a match
I was embedded into nature,
Just a common rat
Burdensome vermin,
Chase me down until I crack
But I know you’ve got to sleep sometime
We’ve all got to sleep sometime
I found the energy,
Somewhere under all the shallow breathing
Just one more time, let’s go
So you can be the monster you saw in me
God help you now
God help us all now
I’m barely waking
And your ghost is hanging above me
And staring me down
But even ghosts have got to sleep sometime
Yeah, we’ve all got to sleep sometime
It won’t be long, no
Any day
This won’t go on
Every day
It won’t be long
Any day
This won’t go on
Every day
But your ghost has got to sleep sometime
Yeah, even ghosts have got to sleep sometime
Oh, we’ve all got to sleep sometime
Yeah, we’ve all got to sleep sometime
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6. |
The Hell Did We Do
04:08
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The hell did you do to me
All in one silly night?
I’m already missing you
When I don’t have you here in my sight
And I know we’re just passing through
But here I am, taking my time
Did I come here to find you
Or did I come here to watch you go by?
The hell was I thinking
Letting whispers knock me down like a wave
The coward I am,
I thought I was just being brave
But you’ve plucked the strings on an instrument
You never learned,
Just knew how to play
And nobody knows this tune
But it’s been in my head all day
Nothing spells disaster
Like loving a good one like you
But nothing can pass for perfection in my life
The way that you do
The hell have we brought to the surface
With our fear of all of this falling away?
The hell did we do,
And how do we know
What’s gonna build, and what’s gonna break?
The hell did you do to me?
What the hell did you do to me?
Have I lost it? Probably
But not found it in time
The fuck am I saying?
We don’t know anything
And I’m not complaining my dear,
I just need to shut up and breathe
But you’ve dragged my heart
From the cave where it dwelt
Where there’s fire,
There can be no sleep
So please tell me
Tell me what the hell, baby?
The hell did you do to me
All in one silly night?
Did I come here to find you,
Or come to watch you go by?
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Local Hero
02:50
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My adolescence on a tape,
Recycled every day
Mom is calling to make sure I’m okay
And I’m just sleeping away
Every word you spit at me
Every drink that turned into three
What a joke
You’re a goddamn joke
Your adolescence left your face
The moment you learned my name
Hear that girl
She makes trouble every place she goes
But you’ve got what it takes
To be the local hero
Just who are you saving here?
Oh, no
What a joke
You’re a goddamn joke
What a joke
You’re a goddamn joke
It seems I loved you years ago
And now to see you here, all alone..
What a joke
You’re a goddamn joke
Oh no, what a joke
You’re a fucking joke
Oh no, what a joke
Oh, you’re a goddamn joke
Oh no, what a joke
You’re a goddamn joke
You’re a goddamn joke
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It Won't Be Long
00:42
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It won't be long,
This won't go on.
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Better Than Me
03:46
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Let’s try this again
‘Cause you’re always late to everything
That you commit to, my friend
Let’s open you up
And sift through the bubble wrap
That makes you so immobile like that
Well, you must be something more
Than indifferent all of the time
And you must be something to see in the light
And you must be better than me
If you don’t have to try
And I don’t have to leave a light on for you tonight
Let’s pull this apart
At my request to call in the big guns
And analyze your heart
But all time is money
And we can’t afford to be wasting it
Shouting into the dark
You must be something more
Than indifferent all of the time
And you must be something to see in the light
And you must be better than me
If you don’t have to try
And I don’t have to leave a light on for you tonight
If you don’t see
Anything needs making right
Then maybe we call it a night
Well you must be something more
Than indifferent all of the time
And you must be something to see in the light
And you must be better than me
If you don’t have to try
And I don’t have to leave a light on for you
No, I don’t have to try
And I don’t have to leave a light on for you tonight
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Cereal Bowl
04:22
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You couldn’t shoot me down
From an overhead flock
Or hear the grain
Of the needle I drop
It’s just another day
For you, my old friend
It’s just another day,
Another day
My heart, my heart
In a shower drain
Too far gone
I had to move away
And your shifted face can stay
In it’s new place
Won’t you stay?
…. and I don’t know what I would do
And I don’t know what I would say
And I don’t know what you must
Pour in your cereal bowl
To get you through the day
Oh, how very grand
You must feel, indeed
What some call a crime,
You’d call a feat
Send me off to a place
Where they can help
While you hop on a plane
To somewhere else
And I don’t know what I’d do
And I don’t know what I’d say
And I don’t know what you must
Pour in your cereal bowl
To get you through the day
How much can you hold
How much do you hold
How much can you hold on your shoulders?
How much do you sleep?
And I don’t know what I would do
I don’t know what I'd say
And I don’t know what you must
Pour in your cereal bowl
To get you through the day
Does it get you through the day?
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