It's almost like we've hardly spoke but all my cloths still smell like smoke so it's almost like I've seen you all week taking a break from driving with
and the car's not far. And everyone has something awful to say, Just try not to pay attention, they're all fucked up anyway. And remember that it's
vote of confidence. That poor boy won't know what hit him, if and when you tell commitment to take a hike. It's the same old story, so help me if I
On an evening after news like that I can hardly tell what mood you're in or keep track of what time it is. Between photo opportunities and ATM disaster
In a city not too far from here, it's snowing indoors. A brand new presentation; They've gather for hours. And the smiles on faces are equally thick to
Today's hardly flexible (bent to be breakable); my foot right where my mouth can see, planing to force its way into where words have no re-entry. You
if i tell you a secret, promise not to run your mouth? you see, i've kept my trap shut for about one week now. but if this is it, i'm gonna go out with
my keys can't find you, singing "Lean On Me" in the back of a taxicab. Totally helpless and completely unprepared for this, we'll stick it to a city
coat on what seems to be an ashtray and I'll make my way toward the TV. Stains and empty bottles will try and distract me but look at us, it's our team
It's a good thing you've got that artificial heart. Turn it on (or turn it off) and expect your friends to repeat the same alcoholic lines. You're running
a cross campus bus. "hey, aren't you freezing?" I know we look better under dressed. It costs a lot to look this cheap, but you've already won me over
I've been busy talking into tape machines, makes you uneasy, when your phone rings and it isn't me. Flip my initials and see what it says: Nothing to "
as good as this night gets. For the sake of this song, this was about you all along. It's a drunken sucker-push, it's a fragile fist across the chin
that you have a nice flight back home. I'm sorry I haven't seemed so strong. Through a blanket of arguing, you'll see - It's not you, it's me. It's a
'm not this hard to impress. So take this song home with you 'cause I'll never see it for myself. You can introduce it to your parents or frame it on
all my tired mind could provide. So if you think you know, you don't. If they've got an idea, they're hopeless. I'm over this. And It's time to move
Hey, I've got bigger fish to fry. They're swordfish-sized. They're swimming small circles and asking for a break. Hey, I've got bigger fish to fry.
completely. To drive us downtown. To watch a shuttle launch and Aaron sing. But what should have been or even is... Don't get the wrong impression. Talking over and over and over
