1. |
Colors
04:19
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Just once can I feel good
Without worrying if I should
It'd be nice if you'd stay off my
Poor, poor back
Don't need feelings, don't need shame
Just need colors in my brain
It'd be nice if you'd stay off my
Poor, poor back
Get that noise out of my eyes
You distract me when you cry
Give me time and don't come
Back until I'm gone
(inst.)
Checking out for a few hours
Trying to forget the days
Killing time until I
Have more time to kill
I forgot to lock the door
It wasn't like that just for you
It'd be swell if you'd stay off my
Poor, poor back
I can't take threats in this state
You know my body can't be swayed
To self preserve
It's too late
Please I'm begging just get out
You know it's not my fault I shout
I love you, god,
I swear that it's not me
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2. |
The 40th
02:49
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The way you smile
Every time you see he's called
It's just the cutest little thing
The way you're falling in love
But you ain't with me
You do your makeup through the day
Just in case
He snags a glance of your
Infatuated face
And he'll respond just as positively
But you ain't with me
And I can't put your name in song
Without coming off all wrong
So you'll never know I care
But you can't tell me what to feel
Whether this fire burns for real
As if you'll ever know
I don't know what the hell to do
About my brain
It keeps on gravitating toward
Eventual pain
And I can't keep myself from ignoring the past
I know deep down it wouldn't last
These machinations in my mind
Keep me from sleep
The way your skin's all over his
It makes me freak
And I can't say without a doubt I deserve more
You've got nothing to want me for
(inst.)
And I can't put your name in song
Without coming off all wrong
So you'll never know I care
But you can't tell me what to feel
Whether this fire burns for real
As if you'll ever know (x2)
But you can't tell me what to feel
Whether this fire burns for real
I guess you'll never know
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3. |
You Did It
04:16
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Congratulations man, you broke her little heart
Her favorite person was a dud right from the start
You tried your best, you gave her all that you'd think she'd want
But after all, you only ended up departing
You wanted to get past everything that caused you trouble
You couldn't dismiss all of the problems you two had
But now you got to bail out, on the double
A single look back and you will only break down again
Just take the hits, just deal with it
You may be broken but you're making her smile
Don't leave her side, give up your pride
It's easy, just settle forever
You can't go back on it now,
It's too late (you told yourself that this was all for the best)
You try to reason that you're hurting more than her
Go sit in your car for half an hour
Go out for a walk to try to settle your brain
You ain't no victim, you're the one who wanted the change
Just take the hits, just deal with it
You may be broken but you're making her smile
Don't leave her side, give up your pride
It's easy, just settle forever
Just take the hits, just deal with it
You may be broken but you're making her smile
Don't leave her side, give up your pride
Why can't you just settle forever?
You know you two never seemed to work it out
She was the only one that ever made you wanna shout
You won't hurt her no more, who are you kidding, man
She won't hurt you no more, why do you beat up on yourself
Just take the hits, just deal with it
I may be broken but I'm making her happy
"Don't leave her side, give up your pride"
I can't just settle forever
Drive off a cliff, jump off a bridge
There's no way out, just end it now
Don't leave her side, she's gonna cry
You care way too much
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4. |
Phone Calls at 3:00 AM
03:18
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The very last thing
I need right now
Is your lousy cosolation
Pity's never really been my thing
You have no reason
To feel bad,
It was my imagination
That took me to the peak
Of this heap of dismay
Don't worry though,
I'll try again
When I find a little of confidence
At the bottom of a cup of vodka
Pleading on the phone
You're a mess, Nick
She goes for thirty seconds
And you're flying off the handle
You're the worst, Nick
How can you expect them all to stay
If you won't entertain
Your cowardice is showing
on your sleeve
You tell her it's okay
Through your teeth
One day she will ignore
All you say
You sell yourself short
And it's lowering the value, buddy
Don't worry though,
I'll try again
When I find a little of confidence
At the bottom of a cup of vodka
Pleading on the phone
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