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hand me down some photographs
spread across the floor
a broken record spins in circles
she can't listen anymore
she's turned around a thousand times
she set that bridge a fire
but did you wanna listen
you took the world with you
so what is left
so what is left for me
I called you on the phone again
just the other day
it sounds to me you found your place
and everything is great
but did you wanna listen
you took the world with you
so what is left
so what is left for me
I try
so hard to figure out
why
no explanation keeps me waiting
lets try
because I know you won't forget
I know
even if the story is over
but did you wanna listen
you took the world with you
so what is left for me
so what is left for me
but did you wanna listen
you took the world with you
so what is left
so what is left for me
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Can't you see that I wanna be there with open arms
It's empty tonight and I'm all alone
Get me through this one
Do you notice I'm gone?
Where do you run to so far away?
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I'm writing again these letters to you on much I know
But I'm not sleeping and you're not here
The thought stops my heart
Do you notice I'm gone?
Where do you run to so far away?
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
Do you notice I'm gone?
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I want you to know that I miss you I miss you so
I'm gone away?
I'm gone away?
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I wish it didn't hurt, hurt like this
To say these things to you
I'll sacrifice one moment for one truth
If we get through tomorrow then we'll be fine
We'll wait forever and see how close we get
It's just another day, one more chance
To get this right
I'll sacrifice forever please just for tonight
If we get through tomorrow then we'll be fine
We'll wait forever and see how close we get
The worst is over for now
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Bite the tongue, to live with what you've done
It's so good
It's so good
Lie to myself while I lie with myself
It's Monday and it's raining
It's Sunday in the sun
It's so good, but
Would it be so bad, if you were to pretend that you were so happy?
Keep it to yourself, don't let the secret go
If you were so willing
But
Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down around me
I've surrounded myself with all I have inside
Would I bite my tongue, and live with what you've done?
Just continue sleeping?
Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought
There's nothing I can do
But
Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
And please just let me know
Are you happy
I'll decide
These stories are so old, how they match your eyes
But
Let's pray for this suicide
And all these pictures falling down
One wish full, step to the side
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Alone at last together in a photograph
Our eyes are always open devoted to perfection through silence
What am I supposed to do? Should I sit wait for you?
Listen to me screaming more
This story is old only to these that have no mold
The truth can be bought or sold
But what are we buying?
Nothing but silence
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One devotion with empty moments
Can you stay tonight?
Silence broken with words unspoken
Now she's on her knees
'Till I'm feeling so useless
Can I beg for one more she says
The air is clearing again
We're breathing, water turns to wine
The day is tired, the night's inside her
Now she is alive no more feeling so useless
Can I beg for one more she says
Taking with arms wide open, longing for sleep again
But now I'm awake
Keep breathing to feel something
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The storm is bad tonight,
So how could I awake without you here?
Your picture's on the wall,
You haven't called
But I'll wait for you
To her own reflection, she says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection, she says, "I will be strong"
The storm is letting up,
But it won't die
If you weren't right was I?
Your picture still remains,
But I wonder are you still the same?
To her own reflection, she says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection, she says, "I will be strong"
Am I losing you?
I'm wating, I'm waiting til it's over
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once again your eyes make it hard to say goodbye
so I'll just keep driving
where do you wanna go?
it doesn't really matter as long as you are here with me
with me
with me
whoa, there's something in the air tonight
something that makes me feel alive and I say
whoa, what were the words that you said to me
that made me feel so special now
once again your eyes make it hard to ask you why
so I sit here knuckles tight
hands against the wheel
your head against the glass and you mean so much to me
to me
to me
whoa, there's something in the air tonight
something that makes me feel alive and I say
whoa, what were the words that you said to me
that made me feel so special now
whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay with me)
whoa (stay)
stay with me
cigarettes and open air, hand in hand
I said stay with me
cuz every star that I see is brighter than the last
so stay with me
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She shouts, "The most incessant, the most deplete"
She said, "Show me conscience with nothing to eat"
She said, "Null the worm"
Let's sober up
Caught in time with the fizz of the burn
And so we burn
Can you begin at the ending,
So that I may begin again?
I took this from you,
I thought I was you
Now don't misunderstand me
I never meant to create you
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Everything is silent
I feel disconnected
Words turn to phrases, phrases turn to words
So now you know
This is my call
Do you hear me?
And if I fall
Will you be there to catch me?
When you close your eyes now
Are you satisfied?
When this is all over, there will be nothing left
So now you know
This is my call
Do you hear me?
And if I fall
Will you be there to catch me?
This is my call
Do you hear me?
And if I fall
Will you be there to catch me?
It's sharpening beneath me
Beneath my feet
The mouth opens up
To swallow me
Take my hand and lead me home
Take my hand and lead me home
It's sharpening beneath me
Beneath my feet
It's sharpening beneath me
Beneath my feet
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Open up my eyes,
Flood it with delight.
Another sleepless night turns color black and white.
With all the things I've said,
There is just regret.
A beating in my head.
Hands into a fist,
Static in my head.
Now I'm sitting face to face with loneliness.
What did I expect?
Did I see forever
in you?
I never wanted it to hurt
more than it should.
I hope your satisfied,
I never could.
Time to close my eyes
Forget about this mess.
Tried to fix this tragic loss of innocence.
But how can I forget,
The things I haven't done.
When everything is dead?
With my hands around your neck
who will stop me now?
With my hands around your neck
who will stop me now?
with my hands around your neck
who will stop me now?
with my hands around your neck
who will stop me now?
WHO WILL STOP ME!? (WHO WILL STOP ME NOW!?)
Can't you see that you left me
here on my own.
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Here I am beside myself again
I'm torn apart by words that you have said
All in all, I know we're falling apart
Where did you run to so far away?
Here we are to sing you a song
There you are asleep against the window pane
Just like always
You said you like to hear the rain sometimes
All I can do is tell you the truth
And oh, my eyes will tell you the same
Here we are to sing you a song
There you are asleep again
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Today's on fire
The sky is beating above me, and I am blistered
I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day
And still...
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn
I feel diseased
Is there no sympathy, for the sun
The sky's still fire
But I am safe in here, from the world outside
So tell me
What's the price to pay for glory
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn
Today is fine, and she burns
Today is fine, and she burns
She burns
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her
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