From Under the Cork Tree
Album - 3 maggio 2005 - Debaser id 217518

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

You only hold me up like this 'cause you don't know who I really am
Sometimes I just want to know what it's like to be you

We're making out inside crashed cars
We're sleeping through all our memories
I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive
(Now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

You only hold me up like this 'cause you don't know who I really am
I used to waste my time on waste my time on
Waste my time dreaming of being alive
(Now I only waste it dreaming of you)

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains my pillowcase
Like I'll never be the same

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I've got headaches and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no
I'm not trying, you only hold me up like this

Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness
'Cause all of our moves make up for the silence
And oh, the way your makeup stains
Like I'll never be the same

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

My heart is on my sleeve
Wear it like a bruise or black eye
My badge of witness
Means that I believed
Every single lie you said
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
She took me down and said:
"Boys like you are overrated, so save your breath"
Loaded words and loaded friends
Are loaded guns to our heads
'Cause every pane of glass that your pebbles tap
Negates the pains I went through to avoid you
And every little pat on the shoulder for attention
Fails to mention I still hate you
But there's a light on in Chicago
And I know I should be home
All the colors of the street signs
They remind me of the pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's house
You want apologies
Girl, you might hold your breath
Until your breathing stops forever, forever
The only thing you'll get
Is this curse on your lips:
I hope they taste of me forever (Every pane of-)
And there's a light on in Chicago (Every pane of glass)
And I know I should be home (Every pane of)
And all the colors of the street signs (Every pane of glass)
They remind me of your pickup truck out in front of your neighbor's
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again
(But there’s a light on)
With every breath, I wish your body will be broken again, again
With every breath, I wish your body would be broken again, again

I comb the crowd and pick you out
My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out
It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed
To ''I swear, I say"
To ''I swear, I say"

To hands between legs, to whatever it takes
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs, to the emergency exit door, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me" I say
It never calls me when I'm down

Love never wanted me but I took it anyway

Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both, love never wanted me

I hoped you choked and crashed your car
Hey, tear catcher, that's all that you are
Ever were from the start
''I swear, I say''
''I swear, I say''

To hands between legs, to whatever it takes
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me?" I say
It never calls me when I'm down

Love never wanted me but I took it anyway

Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both, no

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Through the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Trough the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love I left my conscience pressed
Trough the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships

To the love, I left my conscience pressed
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
''What did it ever do for me?'' I say.