The Academy Is... Album

One song about a girl
Can't breathe when I'm around her
I'll wait here everyday
In case she scratch the surface
She’ll never notice

I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl

Last night I knew what to say
But you weren't there to hear it
These lines so well rehearsed
Tongue tied and overloaded
You’ll never notice

I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl

I'm not in love
This is not your song
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl

To be loved, to be loved
What more could you ask for?
To be loved, to be loved
Everyone wants to be loved
To be loved
What more could you ask for?
To be loved, to be loved
Everyone…

I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words

I'm not in love
This is not my heart
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl

I'm not in love
This is not your song
I'm not gonna waste these words
About a girl

We're crashing cars we used to share
with summer girls
with summer hair
we're making plans for you to start
but the party's busted up
before it even starts

i'll never let you go
it's not over yet
tell me you'll remember
forever young
i'll never let you go
it's not over yet
you and me forever
forever young
we're forever young

stop making plans, start making sense
don't you believe a word they said
i got sparked up like a book of matches
falling through the night
rising from the ashes

i'll never let you go
it's not over yet
tell me you'll remember
forever young
i'll never let you go
it's not over yet
you and me forever
forever young
we're forever young

don't come any closer
don't tell me it's over
don't kiss me goodbye
here we are, am i taking this too hard?
don't say that it's easy
The hardest part is leaving
don't you wonder why...
suddenly, we're all walking out

i'll never let you go
don't ever forget
tell me you'll remember
forever young
i'll never let you go
it's not over yet
you and me forever
forever young
we're forever young
we're forever young
we're forever young

If you knew, what you do
When no one's in the dark room
But me and you
A brilliant disguise

It's the taste of the chase
I do confess, it's the mess
That feels so right

[Chorus]:
Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Play with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl

Come on a Monday
Come on a Tuesday
They'll never know
Pop off a cork for Wednesday
Stay with me Thursday
But you'll always be his girl
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday
His girl Friday, His girl Friday, His girl Friday

Just a kiss, he won't miss
I know your gonna miss this
As long as you live
When you were mine

Bite your lip, pull me in
It's not the sin, it's the mess
That feels so right

[Chorus]

If you knew, what I knew
You'd think that it's Friday
As I look, all of you

[Chorus]

Look like a lush. Talk like a tease.
The way you like it.
In front of your house, alone on the street,
you ask me to come inside.
Asleep through all our classes,
you hang me out to dry.

If this is a test
I’m losing my shit
Would it kill you to care
as much as I did?
If this is a test,
I’m wasting my breath
You’re a stranger I know well,
and not at all.

Heart on a hook thrown out to the sea,
your basement busy.
Sitting in the dark, I turn the radio off for a
phone call you’ll likely miss.
Wake me when it’s over.
The last sound of goodbye.

“Let’s imagine the end before we even begin,”
you said.

You’re a stranger I know well, and not at all.

I walked you home most days
to beat the traffic after class
with all my best intentions.
But when the weather changed,
like fine print, you were hard to read.
Blind-folded, eyes wide open,
staring through me.

I never heard the words that were spoken,
with the rumored nights, with the rendezvous.
I never thought the whispers were true ‘til now…

I saw things that I shouldn’t have tonight, tonight.
I know now what I couldn’t have,
I’ve gone too far to turn it back
I’ve gone too far to turn it back

Followed you home halfway,
over the fence to your backyard,
with all my best intentions.
And through your window frame,
outstretched and lying on your bed,
Blind-folded, eyes wide open,
staring through me.

Uninvited, no one knows
how much I care, how bad you are,
How good we’d be, but you won’t let me in
Goodnight I’m leaving.

I walked you home most days.

Starring at the mirror through your hair,
you can’t see everything that you did to me.
With your automatic eyes, five years disappeared.
FIve years disappeared that night.

Do you want me to stay,
Do you want me to go?
Do you think I recognize
the look on your face when you think that
I know?
Blinded as the shades draw closed,
time’s up for us
Would you want me to go,
If you knew what I know?
If you knew what I know.

Staring at the wall above the bed,
I can’t sleep with all the secrets that you keep.
With your automatic eyes,
five years disappeared.
FIve years disappeared that night.

Excuse me, yeah I’m talking to you.
Look in the mirror, could you tell me
what you see?
Hard hearts are crashing in a crowded room.
You never felt so good, you never felt so free.

Save you from yourself
before you start to deal with everyone else.
You should have kept it to yourself,
now we’re looking to fight, this isn’t alright.
Alright, you better hold your scripted tongue
if you ever plan to use those words again.
The future doesn’t make much sense
with you at the helm with your friends.
This is where that ends.

You’ve got a problem here.
The tide is turning you inside out.

This won’t take long your reign is done.
We are the innocent ones
You can’t take back the damage done
This is the last time you will shine.
Spare us your excuse,
cuz this exercise of self-abuse
will swallow everything that you hold dear
the further you are, the closer we get,
the more you need to hold your scripted tongue
If you ever plan to use those words again.
The hallways are filled with silence
and gawking stares that don’t care.
This is where that ends.

This is the last time you will shine.
The last time you will shine.
Shine.

Do you think you’re up for this?
Are you ready to get undressed,
undressed in your evening best besides,
every heart is like a house on fire with escape
routes in every room.
These are the trials of our youth.

But this charade is never going to last
so pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
I still feel the same
No one’s to blame

I will be waiting outside if you’re ready to go.
Your sundress reflects in the headlight glow.
Besides, every heart is like a house of cards
when the walls break down on you.
These are the trials of our youth.

These are the fast times
These are the fast times

These mistakes are just a part of the ride
and if we choke on the next tongue that we tie
I still feel the same

These are the fast times

It’s a drunken midnight on the streets,
brightly dusted with a neon light.
We duck behind the corner store,
smoke your smokes while I keep
a watchful eye.
Right here, right now.
I hope before the night is through
one fumbled touch will finally hit the spot.
You’ve got everything going for you,
so I’ll go for you with everything I got.
RIght here, the best days of our lives.
Is this coincidence or a sign?

Is there anything I missed?
Is there anything I missed?
Tell me if I’m wrong,
but why would we change a thing?

When the morning light fights through the cracks
cascading across the bed, and you are mine.
When your parents start to wake for work,
between the sheets, I’ll keep a watchful eye.
Right here, the best days of our lives.
Is this coincidence or a sign?

When we met I was on my back.
I swear we spent most afternoons
somewhere in the act.
We were part of something ours,
and ours alone.
Anywhere was home.
We’re almost here again.
We’re almost here again.
We’re almost here again.
Right here, right now.

When I met you, you were on your back.
We still spend most afternoons like that,
but not for long.
I find myself enjoying you,
but you play these reckless games
you’ll never lose
as long as I’m around.

Do you want to tie me up?
Do you want to tie me down?
Go ahead and do it now.

So far, so good, let it roll, let it ride, ride.
So far, so good, let us fall, let us fight, fight.
It’s no fun on the sidelines.

We both know I’m too young for you,
and when you fake a laugh behind the wheel,
I know where this road is heading to.
With a sunken lie I lay in bed,
but I will live to be twenty-three.
And you’ll see just how clever I can be…

Driving backwards, wasting time.
Young love is ruthless, so learn to fly.
You taught me things I can’t forget.
Positions that I don’t regret.
I can’t walk away, and I can’t shake the taste.

Don’t write a word, cuz I won’t reply.

Please stand by, we've come so far.
These years, we survived the ride that turned us inside out.
Repeat after me, just scream and shout.
"It was the best of times from broken homes and battle scars to where we are."

Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.

Roll it out, it's over now.
We're the cast-outs with messed up friends who never did fit in.
Don't know where it ends.
It doesn't matter now,
as long as we're as one, we'll take the next bus
destination: setting sun.

Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.

Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.

This is an open invite for all to attend.
Don't ask too many questions now.
Don't tell us how it ends,
because we're the ones who wrote the end.

Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.

Graduate, paper chase,
we'll get out of this place.
Don't turn around. Hit the highway,
pour some liquor out for this town.
Now that's all for us, it's last call to drink up.

Somewhere hiding underneath,
Kicking off covers while you sleep.
Soon you're gonna leave, so leave us
one more weekend.

You've got all the friends you need,
bad tattoos and worse IDs. You feel alive.
Do you feel alive?

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You'll go off, you'll forget,
you'll grow out of hanging from the edges,
breaking off the past.
You'll know when to move on,
you'll know when to take all the right chances,
never looking back.

Somewhere hiding underneath,
driving around these empty streets.
Do you think you're better off dead,
better off dead than alive in here?
You've got all the friends you need,
bad tattoos and worse IDs. You feel alive,
do you feel alive?

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How could you think the time we spent was all wasted
sleepwalking through every morning that we took for granted?
Maybe the time we spent was not wasted...
Let it go, i'll let you go.

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We are half alone, out hearts are leaving home.
Now we don't belong to anyone at all.

Somewhere hiding underneath,
kicking off your covers while you sleep,
you feel alive.

She'd rather repair her face with the lights turned off,
the door wide open in an empty house.
the frozen minutes are melting slow,
as she watches from the window.
the street light's flickering like a tongue that can't stop licking.
like the cat that got the cream.
she's never gonna be,
she's never gonna be quite satisfied.

just like a hundred dollar bill.
fold it up and tear it at the crease.
there's not much left inside your chest,
but it's worth much more than what you see.
every burden has a version in somebody else.

she smokes her smokes outside to avoid the fight.
she'd rather be enjoying the silent stillness of the suburbs after midnight.
what's the point? don't try to hide, don't justify a thing.
she's so naive to think she'd be capable,
like the cat that got the cream.
she's never gonna be quite satisfied.

just like a hundred dollar bill.
fold it up and tear it at the crease.
there's not much left inside your chest.
but it's with much more than what you see.
just like a hundred dollar bill.
fold it up and tear it at the crease.
there's not much left inside your chest.
but it's worth much more than you think.

and this will be the last time you hide your eyes behind your hair.
this will be the last time, this will be the last time.

just like a hundred dollar bill.
fold it up and tear it at the crease.
there's not much left inside your chest.
but it's worth much more than what you see.
just like a hundred dollar bill.
fold it up and tear it at the crease.
there's not much left inside your chest.
but it's worth much more than what you see.

this will be the last time you hide your eyes behind your hair.
this will be the last time, this will be the last time, oh.
this will be the last time you hide your eyes behind your hair.
this will be the last time, there's one last chance to say goodbye.

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