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Talking in her sleep again
Reciting lines start to end
But she's not crazy
(Knock on wood)
Just a little misunderstood
She takes a walk at 4AM
Wakes the neighborhood again
And I find myself recalling everything she used to tell me
Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts inside
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life
Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart
She's waiting tables the next day
She pulls a double then on her way
To an audition in Hollywood, yeah,
A little misunderstood
We sit around the house
Waiting for the phone to ring
And I know she alone holds the key
To everything I want to be
Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts inside
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life
Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart
Everybody wants to be your friend
When you've got something you can give them
All I've seen, bad and good, she's not crazy
Just a little misunderstood.
Aw yeah, all good, she's not crazy,
Just a little misunderstood.
Two years later you're a star
Who'd have thought we'd get this far?
But I'd give it all away if I
Could see you on that day again
When you quit work
And threw that coffee
At the manager jerk
You said, "Close your eyes
I've got a surprise
A house in the hills
And a car that drives by."
Aw yeah, alright, truth hurts, don't it? Inside
Aw yeah, that's right, you go around once in life
Everybody wants to be a part
Everybody loves a situation
Who would ever want to play the part
Of anonymous numbers on a governmental chart
Everybody wants to be your friend
When you've got something you can give them
All I've seen, bad and good, she's not crazy
Just a little misunderstood.
Aw yeah, all good, she's not crazy,
Just a little misunderstood.
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(f/DJ Swamp)
I got a little bit of hope
Like a soap on a rope
Sweeter than sour
But getting thinner by the hour
Falling fast, and I'm running out of gas
Muggin on your sister!
Smart as Bobby Fischer!
Still I couldn't get arrested
Though I got more hooks
Than Madonna got looks
And just like that AC/DC song
Come on baby, shake me all night long
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
Somebody push me through the door
I been sleeping on the floor
Thirty-one flavors, listen to the neighbors
Through the wall
At a debutante ball
Cumba lada vista!
Got a Mona Lisa!
So much for the late rent
Cause your money's spent
And it's cold inside
But just like that Barenaked Ladies' song
I'm hot like wasabi when I'm next to your body
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
Ain't love such a sweet thing!
Ain't love such a sweet thing!
(Con fuego, baby ...)
All I want to do
Is stay till early in the morning
(You know I love you baby)
And all I've got to say, yeah
Is your love's extra ordinary
You're extra ordinary, baby
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And the morning light was breaking
Slowly moving across the bed
He gets up without her waking
To the voices in his head
Through the shadows in the hallway
To the room they painted blue
And on the inside he is frightened
At a loss for what to do
Until he opens up his eyes
And the angels all look down
Even closer than this life
Closer than your faith
Closer than the things that you hold dearly
And in vain
Closer than this life
Falling through again
Giving more than anything
That you could hope to win
And he knows his life is changing
It's never easy letting go
For the first time you are mortal
As the child before you grows
And he wonders at the sight
Of the joy that he has found
Even closer than this life
Closer than your faith
Closer than the things that you hold dearly
And in vain
Closer than this life
Falling through again
Giving more than anything
That you could hope to win
And what would you intend to find?
Solitude? Your peace of mind?
Holding out for something less
Than touching the hand of God?
Even closer than this life
Closer than this faith
Closer than the things that you hold dearly
And in vain
Closer than this life
Falling through again
Giving more than anything
That you could hope to win
Closer than this life
Closer finally
Living for the only thing
You ever made complete
Oh, for the one thing
That you both did perfectly
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(f/Toddy)
Rain drops bead again
They make a tide pool
On your summer skin
Shoplifting corner store
I should have got,
Should have got some more.
How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
Baby I don't know.
God, how you look the same.
I recognize the face,
But not the name.
Pull over, never stop
A caramel-colored girl in a halter top.
How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
(She said)
Me and you
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.
Could it be that hard
To never mind the rent
And then quit your job?
Flying, at what cost?
Shout outs to the ones we've lost.
How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
Don't mind me. Me? I'm fine.
I just get a little lost sometimes.
But what I really meant to say,
I couldn't live without you another day.
How'd you get so low?
How'd you get so low?
(She said)
Me and you
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.
Are you just worried to see me?
Are you just worried to need me?
Me and you
Got a lot to do.
We go rolling
From Friday till Sunday noon.
Stop! Start a letter,
Rent-A-Saint in back
Want to hit the interstate in a Cadillac,
And we're rolling.
Yeah, we're rolling.
Me and you, we're rolling.
On a Sunday afternoon.
Yeah...
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Allie woke up 8AM
Graduation day.
Got into a car,
And crashed along the way.
When we arrived late to the wake,
Stole the urn while they
Looked away,
And drove to the beach
'Cause I knew you'd want it
That way.
And you were standing
On the hood of the car
Singing out loud
When the sun came up.
And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime
It felt like a lifetime
And you move like water
I could drown in you.
And I fell so deep once,
Till you pulled me through
You would tell me
"No one is allowed to be so proud
They never reach out
When they're giving up."
And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes
Felt like a lifetime
Are you sitting in the lights?
Or combing your hair again,
And talking in rhymes?
Are you sitting in the lights?
When I got home, heard the phone,
Your parents had arrived.
And your dad set his jaw
Your mom just smiled and sighed.
But they left soon
And I went to my room.
Played that disc that you'd given me,
And I shut my eyes
Swear I could hear the sea.
When we were standing
On the hood of your car
Singing out loud when the sun came up.
And I know I wasn't right,
But it felt so good.
And your mother didn't mind,
Like I thought she would.
And that REM song was playing
In my mind.
And three and a half minutes,
Three and a half minutes,
Felt like a lifetime.
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(f/DJ Swamp)
First thing I remember was lying in the sand
When a plague of seven horsemen
Came across the desert land
They had one good eye between them
They were burning up the sky
When I asked why they had come for me
The ugly one replied
He told me
Ah, you better recognize
Aw, you better recognize, son
Next thing I recall well
I was hanging from a cliff
When an angel came to rescue
Me and held me in her grip
She said, "Everyone who's ever loved you
Gets hurt in the end."
Then she smiled and said, "Forgive me."
As she let go of my hand
She told me
(You been living out of pocket, out of your socket)
Ah, you better recognize.
(You been leaning like a Pisa, a moaning Lisa)
Ah, you better recognize, son
(Hip hip for all the busted, we are entrusted)
Ah, you better recognize.
(You come a pleading, but it's too late
We can't hear you're on the list now!)
And let your dim light shine.
Always darkest before the morning light,
Lord knows you ain't that bright
Better let your dim light shine
Just before I hit the ground
I woke up in my bed
I was dazed and I was weary
And my heart was full of dread
When I looked at my reflection
I was horrified to find
There were seven horsemen next to me
The angel close behind
They told me
(You been living out of pocket, out of the socket)
Ah, you better recognize.
(You been leaning like a Pisa, a moaning Lisa)
Ah, you better recognize, son
(Hip hip for all the busted, we are entrusted)
Ah, you better recognize.
(You come a pleading, but it's too late
We can't hear you're on the list now!)
And let your dim light shine.
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I can still recall
The way you looked that fall
In your favorite dress
The day before you left
And since that time
I wrote a simple rhyme
And I miss you and the things you do
The time we had, the good and bad
The day we met that I can't forget
Signed Sincerely, Me
Are you cross at your loss?
But could you be more obsessive
If I'd given you the chance
But since you asked, a reply but it's the last
And I miss you and the things you do
The love you fake, the heart you break.
The buzz you caught, and the times we fought
Signed Sincerely, Me.
Oh, my God, and don't forget P.S.
I moved away to a new address
It's far away and I think it's best
Signed Sincerely, Me.
Why can't it be like it was?
The rain falls, the summer ends.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.
And I confess, I was such a mess
I drove for fifteen hours
On this nasty Greyhound bus
Yes, I've returned.
(You'd think that I would have learned.)
But I miss you and the things you do
The times we had, the good and bad
The day we met that I can't forget
Signed Sincerely, Me
Could you really be a bitch like that?
Broke my door when you stole the cat.
Someone said that you even laughed
Signed Sincerely, Me
Why can't it be like it was?
The rain falls, the summer ends.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.
And I miss you...
The hope you give.
The life you live.
The cross you bear.
The way you swear.
The face you make
When you masturbate.
Our bed in the moonlight.
And the night we fought
You were so distraught.
And the lies I denied
Even when you cried,
God knows I apologize,
Signed Sincerely, Me.
Why can't it be like it was?
The rain goes, the sun returns.
Why can't it be like it was?
You always said you'd never go away.
You'd never go away.
You'd never go away.
Signed Sincerely, Me.
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I sit and watch your flowers wilting in the kitchen
I felt like I was one of them gasping for air.
I go from room to room hoping to find your
I play my music louder than you'd like me to
Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Get you, get you in.
I understand that you are going through a hard time
But what you need to recognize I'm in one too
You say that maybe we should take some time apart
But you go your way, I'll get by, and you'll go get high
You just see if I mind.
Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Why can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Let you, get you in.
Well I could be wrong I don't even know myself
And I must be strong when you're gone so long
I don't need to know reasons why.
What I wouldn't do for you.
Why can't I be your lover?
Can there be another?
And when I feel without I want to get you in.
Why can't I be your lover?
At five o'clock you come shuffling in.
And when I lock you out I want to get you,
Let you, get you in.
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Wake me up
Slap my face
Draw me closer in
To your embrace
Cause nobody wants to be the butt of every joke
And nobody wants to be the one to pull the rope
So you harden your shell
Slowly losing yourself
And now I'm close
But not touching
And I'm cold
But not freezing
And I'm only alive
Only alive
Briefly
Can you feel
Could you love
Are you further now from where you started
I bet you do enough just to get by
Don't you
Cause nobody wants to be the butt of every joke
And nobody wants to be the one who's full of hope
And a cop's light goes by
And the moon lights the night
And now I'm close
But not touching
And I'm cold
But not freezing
And I'm only alive
Only alive
Briefly
And you're a starlight that shines
For a moment in time
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Worn out in Juarez
Asking the dust for change
Worn out in Juarez
A punch drunk assassin
Getting caught in the rain
Driving all the way from Albuquerque
Living on Funyuns and beef jerky, yeah
Wearing the ages
Mining the seats for cash
Worn on the edges
Faded like a photo left too long on the dash
Busking all the way from Sarasota
Chasing mini thins with cherry cola, yeah
It's a dreamlife
Hitching all the way from Minnesota
Sunflower seeds in your scotch and soda
It's a dreamlife
Ah, it's a dreamlife
Worn out in Juarez
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I got a little bit of reason
For everything I've done
I might just serenade the moonlight
And I get so lonely in this crowd
I want to scream but make no sound
And yeah I'm lost but maybe I'll be fine
Cause when I'm in over my head
I hear the words you said
That someone out there's
Listening to the same song
Feeling the same way that I do
Make me a believer pick up the receiver
And tell me you feel just like I do
I do
And I couldn't bear to see you walk out
And leave it all behind
I couldn't bear to see the sunlight
And I love the sound of rain on tin
Your screen door beckoning me in
And yeah I'm mad but overcome with joy
Could it be so damn naive
To hope you could agree?
That someone out there's
Listening to the same song
Feeling the same way that I do
Make me a believer pick up the receiver
Tell me you feel just like I do
I do
In a world that's cellophane
You get so lost I know you do
In a world that's cellophane
Someone out there's
Listening to the same song
Feeling the same way that I do
Make me a believer pick up the receiver
Tell me you feel just like I do
I do
Someone out there's
Listening to the same song
Feeling the same way that I do
Make me a believer pick up the receiver
And tell me you feel just like I do
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