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Shake down, make me brake,
for goodness sake, I think I'm on the edge,
of something new with you.
Shout out don't drown the sound,
I'll drowned you out, you'll never scream so loud,
as I want to scream with you.
Standing there with the smiles blinding your eyes
from seeing my face as I'm dying
to figure out a girl
But she's just so far away
I'm on her coast, so maybe I should stay
and map around her world
So don't say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
"Cause your wind is pulling me into your hurricane"
Strait into a hurricane
Stand up don't make a sound your ears might bleed,
the sweet fluorescent enemies, that live inside of me.
the world moves faster than I knew
not fast enough to not creep up with you
And the space I left between
So pull me under your weather patterns,
cold fronts, and the rain don't matter,
Cuz a sunburns what i needed..
Don't say
"These currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
"Cause your wind is pulling me into your hurricane"
Strait into a hurricane
you don't do it on purpose but you make me shake
now I count the hours until you wake
with your baby's breath breathed symphonies
come on sweet catastrophe
so maybe this time i will follow through
I can feel complete and stop paying dues,
Stop the rain from falling, keep my ocean calm
cause this time I know nothings wrong.
So don't say
"Your currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
"Cause your wind is pulling me into your hurricane"
So don't you say
"Your currents are still killing me"
And you can't explain,
"Cause your wind is pulling me into your hurricane"
Strait into a hurricane
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I Have a story of bitter anthem,
for everyone to hear
about this kid who just don't like me,
and that's a solid fact
They Say he's Hunting me
and as you see
I'm all swelled up with fear
cuz I can't get him off my back
If you see Jordan
if You see Jordan
He makes me sick
He Makes me sick
High school's over
High school's over
And you still won't Quit
You tried to fight me down
at Tyler's beach and man I thinks that's great
nearly cried and said to yell at you like you do at all the girls
and you drove home real quick
did you make it home in time to masturbate?
there's too many of you in this world
If you see Jordan
if You see Jordan
He makes me sick
He Makes me sick
High school's over
High school's over
And you still won't Quit
you say its chivalry but its jealousy
that lead us to this song
won't play it often
just at least until you're gone
you'll stop at nothing but the real thing
and everything up to that's pretend
you tried to brainwash all my friends
If you see Jordan
if You see Jordan
He makes me sick
He Makes me sick
High school's over
High school's over
And you still won't Quit
fuck you Jordan
fuck you Jordan
you make me sick
you make me sick
high school's over
high schools over
i don't care if you dye your hair
you'll always be a little red head bitch
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Maybe when the room is empty
Maybe when this bottle's full
Maybe when the door gets broke down love can break in
Maybe when I'm done with thinking
Maybe you can think me whole
Maybe when I'm done with endings this can begin
This can begin, this can begin
You could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be somethin'
Maybe when your hair gets darker
Maybe when your eyes get wide
Maybe when the walls are smaller there will be more space
Maybe when I'm not so tired
Maybe you can step inside
Maybe when I look for things that I can't replace
I can't replace, I can't replace
You could be my punk rock princess
I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be somethin'
If I could be your first real heart ache
I would do it over again
You could be my punk rock princess
I could be like heroin
It was this time Last Year
You're so much different now
You watch the traffic clear
You hear the cars spin out
I never thought you'd last
I never dreamed you would
You watch your life go Past
You wonder if you should
If you should be my punk rock princess
So I could be your garage band king
You could tell me why you just don't fit in
And how you're gonna be somethin'
If I could be your first real heart ache
I would do it over again
If You could be my punk rock princess
I could be like heroin
Whoa Oh You know, you only burn my bridges
Whoa Oh You know, you just can't let it sink in
Whoa Oh You know, you only burn my bridges
Who Oh You know, you just can let it sink in
You could be my heroine
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It’s been a bad day
Another bad day
And all I wanna do is look at you
And know I’m okay
From where I’m sittin
These shoes ain’t fittin
And I’m walking backwards lookin down
Don’t see the sky I see the ground
Above below you look
And so you wonder
Where the time is gone
I’m lookin up
Tomorrows on the way
Above below you look
And so you say
When I wake up in the morning
Is it gonna be another ugly day?
She sits in church
It’s two PM
And look whose back from work again
I guess they thought you’re better off
Without this life without a job
From where I’m sittin
These shoes ain’t fittin
And I’m goin nowhere killin time
Just tryin to feed My bleedin mind
Above below you look
And so you wonder
Where the time is gone
I’m lookin up
Tomorrows on the way
Above below you look
And so you say
When I wake up in the morning
Is it gonna be another ugly day?
It’s been a bad day
Another bad day
And I cross my heart and hope to die
These dreams of yours are gonna fly
Above below you look
And so you wonder
Where the time is gone
I’m lookin up
Tomorrows on the way
Above below you look
And so you say
When I wake up in the morning
Is it gonna be another ugly day?
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Climbing out of the sky
A man who could a fly
and a painting anyone could play
It's a comic book crush that taught you to trust
Staring out from the stands
At a rock n roll band
And a hero no one else could save
It was never much
But it's all that you gave
And I wonder, if you wonder
Or did your stars finally explode
Did the thunder pull you underneath the haze
I'm amazed what you don't show
Little Minds let little pain
Burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes
Won't leave you falling
If they do
It's because you want to land
Climbing out of his chair
To fix the TV glare
Is a man, but no one knows he's there
It's a Dramamine dream
that keeps us awake but lost
She keeps her plastic friends
and a brand new Benz
She always says "hell, sometimes life ain't fair"
It's a comic book crush that got them nowhere
And I wonder, If she wonders
Or did her star finally explode
Did the thunder pull her underneath the haze
I'm amazed what we don't know
Little Minds let little pain
Burn big old dreams with little flames
And you don't think I understand
Little holes in parachutes
Won't leave you falling
If they do
It's because you want to land
These elevator doors are closing
Again you leave before I planned
I can taste you walking down the hall
You left your perfume on the night stand
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You grand dad left home for the circus
He was young just like me
With hope to explore
He married a girl in Virginia
She could swing the trapeze
They could sleep on the floor
Mother was born in December
One sunny day
That winter gave up
The warm summer eyes
That flicker like fireflies
She stared at the world
So why do you leave these stories unfinished?
My Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in your eyes
And why do you look when you’ve already found it
And what did you find that would leave you walkin by?
She was raised in a New England village
And she moved to LA
With a Firefly stare
And you loved sunset strip when it sparkled
You grew up and you sparkled but why don’t you care?
And why do you leave these stories unfinished?
My Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in your eyes
And why do you look when you’ve already found me
And what did you find that would leave you walkin by?
And these nights I get high just from breathin
And I lie here with you
I’m sure that I’m real like that
Like that firework over the freeway
I could stay here all day
But that’s not how you feel
So why do you leave these questions unanswered?
The circus awaits but you’re already gone
My Cheshire cat doorstop, with fear in your smile
What makes it so easy for you to be walkin by?
What did I do that you can’t seem to want me
And why do we lie here an whisper good-byes
And where can I go that your pictures won’t haunt me
What makes it so easy for you to be walkin by?
Walkin by
Walkin by
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