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It's been years since I last saw you
I can't help but wonder what you and your cat are up to
I promised that I'd write this song
So I'm keeping my word and I'm staying strong
You'd come to school stoned, and I'd read you stories in the library
And then we'd dance all night
One of the last times we hung out, we were drinking cheap scotch at a house party by the pool
Then you went behind that shed and fucked him
I opened up more to you than I ever have before
And I opened up more to you then I ever will again
I know you've got it all down, in that little black book on your shelf
That book is all I am and all I will ever be to you
And I wanna go back to Europe
I wanna turn up unannounced
I wanna go back to Europe
I wanna put a comic book and album out
Get a job in a record store like the plan was all those moons ago
Write, produce and star in an unsuccessful one man stage show
I opened up more to you than I ever have before
And I opened up more to you then I ever will again
I know you've got it all down, in that little black book on your shelf
That book is all I am and all I will ever be to you
The more you kick and punch me
The quicker the bar in the left hand corner turns from green to red
I've been given your number two or three times, it's still saved in my phone
But if I called you I don't know what I would say
I just hope that you are safe and that you come home soon
I just hope you are safe and that you come home soon
I just hope you are safe and that you are happy
I hope you are safe, you come home soon and that you're happy
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Sadboys 2001
03:12
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And as the Avril Lavigne CD in my car skips a beat so does my heart
I wish I could apologize for all the mistakes that I've made in the past
Stealing video games from old friends and selling them to make this months rent
Skipping class every Thursday afternoon to drink beers in the sun
You know that's time well spent. Go!
And I almost invited her back to my place through a McDonald's drive through window
But I'm pretty glad I didn't because even after 45 seconds I'd still have nothing to show
Because you're the joke and I'm the joker, but what happens when I'm out of witty things to say
Hold up mana for the counter and play Tibalt as a 4 of, you know that's the fucking right play
And we all have those days where you need to take a long walk in the sun
And try not to listen to Julia Stone
I'm not a thief but that doesn't mean I won't borrow what I don't own
Stealing lines from a hundred Johnny Hobo songs, that my main man Pat now refuses to play
I respect that he had the guts to cut out all the poisons in his life
And figure out exactly what it is he needs
But I can tell you that we all have those days, where all you need to do is sleep in the sun
And hold every strangers hand on the first train home
Long gone are the days of eating whole roast chickens naked in bed with vegetarians
Now we're entering the day of love
Where I live with friends that become family and we never lock the door
Anyone is welcome through, the main reason that I do this, I do this all for you
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Dear Evelyn
02:16
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The complete destruction of sophistication,
The downfall of normality
Will destroy everything beautiful we know
Run away run away, that's all you can do
While you're in this twisted state of mind
Evelyn pick up the phone and tell me you're listening
To every word i take down
Are you broken, or just impure?
We’ll let the lord figure that one out
Me and you should get lost somewhere
Running my fingers through your unclean hair
But it's perfect all the same
You’re so pretty when you’re a mess
You’re a damsel in distress
Only i can save you, just watch me save you
Evelyn pick up the phone and tell me you're listening
To every word i take down
Are you broken, or just impure?
We’ll let the lord figure that one out
Dont break the daisy chain
It’s only hanging on by a thread
You’re still trying to turn gold into lead
Good luck with that
The girl in that disguise
Couldn’t hold a candle to you
But she’s a god when she’s playing violin
You heard the silent soliloquy
Pounding through her mind
You saw the end for all of this
Evelyn pick up the phone and tell me you're listening
To every word i take down
Are you broken, or just impure?
We’ll let the lord figure that one out
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Twilight, The LSA Queen
03:27
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And people may talk up anarchism
And people may scream "Fuck religion"
But I don't believe in any of that shit
I couldn't live in a world without believing
It cuts me deep that I don't believe enough
Belief is one of the things
That I find truly beautiful
And people have hopes of a revolution
Implying that there's so much that is wrong
But that's not the case
I guess there are minor imperfections
Riots and violence aren't the answer
All these issues need are a little time
So I'll just sit here in my room
Slamming these same 3 chords
Wondering just who it is that will listen
And I've been told that need to stop acting like
Scientists and act like humans
Sadly, that's not the case
And when people tell me what I can synthesize
The reactions that I can perform
That's when I know that we've fucked up
Telling women what they can do with their body
And the things they're not allowed
What happened to a little thing called pro-choice?!
Everything's safer when we simplify
Strip it back to basics darling
And just pretend that it's 1984
I see that pretty little Med student walking by
At 3 on a Friday afternoon
She wouldn't even know this line's about her
So I'll just sit here in my room
Slamming these same 3 chords
Wondering just who it is that will listen
And I've been told that need to stop acting like
Scientists and act like humans
Sadly, this is not he case
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It's too late to catch the 86 or 19 tram
So I stumble to where I've got to be
But this is exactly what I needed tonight to be alone with my thoughts
As terrifying as that may seem to me
And what's in my mind, you know I wish I knew
From Nobel Prizes to bitter sweet lies
That I will no doubt whisper to you
I got lost in your eyes and that's no surprise
Hanging on every word you said
Which made me miss the last train home
And this is a song for a girl who I'd kiss if I had the time
And my god, you know I've got the time
I'm very out of sight which means I'm very out of mind
I'm just trying my best to be kind
Which leaves me with one question, were is my mind?
And why did I even come here tonight? Will I become engrossed?
Or will I just become one with the ghosts?
A delusional childlike fantasy, that this would work and make me happy
But then again, when hasn't that been exactly like me?
And this is a song for a girl who I'd kiss if I had the time
And my god, you know I've got the time
I'm very out of sight which means I'm very out of mind
I'm just trying my best to be kind
Which leaves me with one question, were is my mind?
I wish I could remember what things were like before the war
That we don't talk about, and I got tired
Am I too altered, or am I too safe?
I like to think I'm never too safe
But what do I know?
And this is a song for a girl who I'd kiss if I had the time
And my god, you know I've got the time
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