I'm tired. Cynical and broken, but wiser. Heavy with a sense of resentment, but i used to be so much different, I used to have so much faith when I started
What it was wasn't my fault If i would have known But who could have known Cameras and the kids Candids and the kindling (?) We're fighting them off
Taking up my time again (taking up my time again), More than I can stand (more than I can stand), Coffee and the conversation never ends when? All I
Oh, say. Can you see what they're saying when they're not around you? Soft lips, Strong words, Black metal bars on windows. It gets ugly. Oh, it gets
Damage control. They're so thoroughly modern. We'll tell you how it goes It's not a serious problem. So we can be convinced and we can get convinced,
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 I know it
I don't want this anymore Don't wanna wanna give anymore Don't wanna be... Don't wanna be stuck here I am... We are not moving ahead I don't want this
Tearing out all these open pages, Women and kids of all ages, Millions of men with blank faces, Italicised lies, headlines, bold type Living lost just
Taking up my time again, The one thing I can't stand, The coffee and the conversation never ends when All I really need to find, Is one short clever
In those days, I was a train wreck. I was lost in a sea of alcohol, irony, and unbridled self pity. There were so many words I had to write, Confessions
Everything has got a sense of permanence attached to it, sucks you in and feeds you until finally you're used to it. And now you're so dependent. Now
So Later that year, the bodies came home, To Dover wrapped in flags and lined up in rows, With no one to see and no one to know, They had to keep morale
Somewhere past the fields. Past the reeds and evergreens she sleeps. My bright eyed, holy child. That dream of mine come to life. My sad and sweet soulmate
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
Moving in so 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 over
So please be honest What's it mean Now what have you done Cant it just be another risk you're running tonight It's simple soaked and always on my mind
Doing like you said Taking deep breaths Keeping my cool Counting to ten On my own again Trying to keep my head clear Go for walks away from here But
Take it to manhattan cause i don't want it Sell it to someone who cant live without it You made it for the masses It passed unnoticed Death somewhere