Straylight Run
Album - 12 ottobre 2004 - Debaser id 152792

all the boys voices cracking
oh, the moaning half tones
come summertime, we're all the same age here
all the tension and the terror
thin limbed gorgeous green eyes smiling
and i'm going straight to hell
all the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily
and i try but i'm not convincing
your lips, they pout and twist
and i die trying just to keep myself from kissing you.
you take in everything with a certainty i envy
it's somehow all i need
just keep me guessing please
darling, all of these awkwardjumpstartstalling conversations
mean much more to me than anything
it comes down to me and you
and whether we're supposed to or not, we still will
we're so much better off than them
all the possibility and promise just weighs on me so heavily...
a look
a laugh
a smile
a second passes by and i regret it
words just aren't right
sometimes i just can't explain
all the ways you devastate me
always on my mind

When the sun came up,
We were sleeping in,
Sunk inside our blankets,
Sprawled across the bed,
And we... were dreaming,

There are moments when,
When I know it and,
The world revolves around us,
And we're keeping it,
Keep it all going,
This delicate balance,
Vulnerable, all knowing,

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit, just a little bit,
You would kill for this...
Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit, just a little bit,
You would, (you would)...

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything,

We're glad for what we've got,
Done with what we've lost,
Our whole lives laid out,
Right in front of us,

Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit, just a little bit,
You would...
Sing like you think no one's listening,
You would kill for this,
Just a little bit, just a little bit,
You would, you would...

Sing me something soft,
Sad and delicate,
Or loud and out of key,
Sing me anything

and oh the awkward ways
the you recoil when i get close
and oh the awful grin
that greets me
when i know i'm wrong

so down on hand and knees
choking gasping dripping spit
i just can't make good
on any of these promises

then he asked me
what does that mean
what's another word for desperate
repitition
makes an impression
what's another word for desperate

i won't be around here for too very long

so tip the bottle back
bubble foam
and watch it break
we can all be sure
something awful's comin this way

so take this medicine
in measured doses
take you time
cause they'll tear into you
they will they will
they will they will

then he asked me
what does that mean
what's another word for desperate
repitition
makes an impression
what's another word for desperate

i won't be around here for too very long
i won't be around here for too very long

and they'll tear into you
they will they will
they will they will

take it apart
let it all go
holding it back
it's all just so
why did i care
how did it go
wait for awhile
and i guess that

i won't be around here for too very long
i won't be around here for too very long

and all our sins come back to haunt us in the end
to hang around and tap us on the shoulder
and smile
silent
it's all implied
"you'll die trying to live this down. you might as well forget it."
still, i'm convinced that wondering what if is the worst thing there is
so we bottled and shelved all our regrets
let them ferment and came back to our senses
drove back home and slept a few days
woke up and laughed at how stupid we used to be
all these lines fall short of what i had in mind
a failed attempt to capsulize a feeling
so i just try fail and try and try again
someday i swear i'm going to get it
because i'm convinced that giving in is the worst thing there is
we'll get over it
sad, strong, safe and sober
we'll move forward
and know where we went wrong
but "you can't go home again."

Your name here
Believe me
It's not what you think
Wish what you want
It's all the same to me
Well not really, but anyway
It's just it's nothing so simple
Nothing so silly
Nothing so mundane

Go east on Sunrise Highway
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue
Go right at the first stop-light
And I'll be outside, waiting for you
I'll Be waiting for you

Your name in lights
It was only a matter of time
Your name in parenthesis
Cause after this mess
I guess you bet
That I'd collapse before you do
Well maybe that's true
Or maybe it's not at all

Go east on Sunrise Highway
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue
Go right at the first stop-light
And I'll be outside, waiting for you
I'll be waiting for you

Go east on Sunrise Highway
Turn left at Carmen's Avenue
Go right at the first stop-light
And I'll be outside, waiting for you

replacing old dreams with flattery from new loves.
a hurricane self help into this evacuation from this.
you never meant to, you never meant to. call me. call me. i'll answer.

do you think that this could work out? do you think you could come around?
do you think that this could work out again? i don't.
i don't wanna be forgotten. while you're putting all your time in, into things that don't mean anything to me.

it's too bad, and it's even sadder, i'm losing everything, that i thought this was a lost cause, it was, and i never knew it. try them on and let them go. it might be best to just forget me. walk away and you know you're better off to call me. call me. i'll answer.

do you think that this could work out? do you think you could come around?
do you think that this could work out again? i don't.
i don't wanna be forgotten. while you're putting all your time in, into things that don't mean anything to me.

wasting faster than the hourglass, it's slow but i'm not ready, not okay, don't make this harder than it already had to be. call me. i'll answer.

do you think that this could work out? do you think you could come around?
do you think that this could work out again? i don't.
i don't wanna be forgotten. while you're putting all your time in, into things that don't mean anything to me.

do you think that this could work out? do you think you could come around?
do you think that this could work out again? i don't.

it takes more time than i've ever had
drains the life from me
makes me want to forget
as young as i was, i felt older back then
more disciplined, stronger and certain
but i was scared to death of eternity
i was saved by grace
but destroyed by naivety
and i lied to myself
and said it was for the best
so now faith is replaced with a logic so cold
i've disregarded what i was
now that i'm older
and i know much more than i did back then
but the more i learn
the more i can't understand
and i've become content with this life that i lead
where i drink to much and don't believe in much of anything
and i lie to myself
and say "it's for the best."
we're moving forward, but holding ourselves back
and we're waiting on something that will never come

moving in slow like the smoke from your cigarette.
every step closer's a step that we both will regret.
keeping a tally, but who can keep track?
your overreacting is taking me back to a time better left alone.

holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
waiting for better words, they'll never come.
so dry your eyes, it's better.
now it's done.

keep a tight grip like a child holding onto a swingset.
waiting and hoping to find what i can't figure out yet.
please don't unless this is something to me.
another nightmare instead of a dream.
better left alone.

holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
waiting for better words, they'll never come.
so dry your eyes, it's better.
now it's done.

i never lost so much.(x3)

holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
waiting for better words, they'll never come.
so dry your eyes, it's better.
now it's done.

holding onto the phone, holding onto this glass, holding onto the memory of what didn't last.
waiting for better words, they'll never come.
so dry your eyes, it's better.
now it's done.

You just can't relax
and you can't rely on
anyone for anything
So you make your complaints
and oh everyone's let you down
You just can't
ever win

Convinced there's a war and it's always
everybody versus you
Convinced that you're critics are watchin'
and you've always got something,
you've always got something to prove

So tie the noose
and raise the cross
The martyr's arrived
A desperate plea
for sympathy
It's all you need

A laundry list of problems doesn't make you interesting
and never getting help doesn't make you brave
Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith
You're just cutting off your nose to spite your face

So tie the noose
and raise the cross
The martyr's arrived
A desperate plea for sympathy
It's all you need

And you want it all
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
You want it, you want it all

And you want it all
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
You want it, you want it all

You want it all
You want it, you want it all
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
You want it, you want it all

Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
Ba-ba-de-da-de-da-da
You want it, you want it all
[repeat to end]