This isn't the adulthood I thought I wrote And I never see your face, but I just might be okay Because I have no eyes, I have no love, I have no hope
the icons cluttering your bureau are eyeing me as I walk in your guardians are present in here and I trust that they have always been hiding somewhere in your closet collecting moisture from your face your secret world speaks without words and I feel clumsy and cumbersome in this place but if I want them too will they speak to me soon in a language ripe for my listening? when the harsh sun breaks in your stained glass eyes the refracted light keeps glistening
ow long will i wander by your side how long will i wander? i wonder if that's what it might feel like i figured i'd warn ya i am out of my god damn mind & out to california follow along the dotted line with with arcs of our blood
They say that anything can be replaced Found another girl to pass the days She is beautiful, she has your face There is nothing time will not erase
Yes I know that it's too late and Love, you know I'll never say it so I'll pour my heart out in a verse hide it away so you can't break it and I'll wonder if you wonder if we could've got this right lonely hearts all have their secrets and yes, I still miss what could've been tonight
someday I fear I will be rescued from the boredom line with lack of memory I fail to question why with perfect sound you bring me down hey I'm not listening you're through killing me with all your facts and late night therapy like "Paul’s Boutique" on empty streets parked and waiting for lights to turn on for the good luck and drunk on your parents' favorite wine all the things I remember were they worth writing down?
watered by the blood of martyrs blessed and blind as sons and daughters sleep with one eye open and live with both eyes shut so let's find the place where sight begins and see the things that we saw when our eyes were bright and wet against the light
If I get drunk, well, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who gets drunk next to you And if I haver, hey, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's havering to you But I would walk five hundred miles And I would walk five hundred more Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles To fall down at your door When I'm working, yes, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who's working hard for you And when the money comes in for the work I do I'll pass almost every penny on to you When I come home, oh, I know I'm gonna be I'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you
Suddenly lost inside a fantasy Everything not quite what it seems to be Slipping and falling through the looking glass Catching a glimpse at all that lies behind the masks You disappear with the dawn You only see what you want
If you could save yourself, you could save us all. Go on living, prove us wrong. Your leap of faith could be a well-timed smile. Survival never goes out of style.
I asked Hank Williams "How lonesome does it get?" Hank Williams hasn't answered yet. But I hear him coughing all night long, 100 floors above me in the tower of song
Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light And blinding our hearts with their shining lies While closing our caskets cold and tight But I'm dying to live
You can run away Take a moment to see, a moment to be All the things you need This love isn't over yet I will run away To the mountains and rain, the sun in L.A Away for another day We can begin again
You’ve made a lasting impression And if it doesn’t feel right Then I just can’t go wrong I’ve been sleeping with the lights on So if I wake in the night Your picture is clearly in sight
When this began This was a thing That we could both share A bit of shame The goodness fades And we’d begin there
So just try and tell me what you need, you gotta try and tell me what you need try and tell me what you mean you gotta talk to tell me what you mean Know I will be where you are In truth, in life, in death, in light and dark I will be with you
Love you in a panic because I prefer to sit on fences Spit-kissing on my sickbed I'm not searching for replacements But we are like broken instruments Twisted up and wheezing out the runnels Sleepless folks watching light grow Through their early morning windows I don't care, I don't care anymore I don't care, I don't care
When last I saw her she was dancing all alone Perhaps my chance was then, I'll never know I'll search the world until there's no place left to go And if she leaves it, I will follow, yes, I will follow She lit a fire and now she's in my every thought
If I say that I'll go Regardless of what you want me to do I'm better off without I'm better off without you If I change my mind it won't be soon enough for you But I'm not you
i dont know what to tell ya shit's been really fucked up lately i dont wanna fuckin die but i dont really wanna live matter of fact to the whole concept im pretty indifferent