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My Daddy's Boat
02:16
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And I’m sick and tired of playing the good guy,
of keeping my mouth shut, and my thoughts inside,
of never being able to speak my mind
so you can feel like you’re all right.
But we’re getting old like this game we play, where I never get to say,
any of the things running in my head. Looks like your “high horse” finally broke its legs.
Have I mentioned that I hate your friends?
And how they’re always trying to get you inside of their beds?
And how you need all the attention,
and then go and judge girls who act the same?
Well maybe it’s in your blood, but girl, it sure as hell ain’t in mine.
Maybe you can’t control yourself, but I’m so sick and tired of "you and I,".
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2. |
Two Points
03:32
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I told myself a dozen times
“There’s more to life than these lonely nights,”
but I couldn’t seem to break that spell you put on me when I first fell for you.
Yeah, we fell, and you fell first, but I fell harder,
and those good nights turned to bad nights turned into silence.
So I thought I’d give you a call, to let you know that I’m doing fine,
that I’m not going to waste my time like the past two years, on stupid fights with you.
I was never good enough when you were fine.
Til you needed someone to keep you warm at night.
Then you’d call me up, promise you’d try, but we’d break-up in three months time.
Well I broke your spell and lived to tell.
Finally got the guts to escape your hell.
Yeah that’s exactly what you put me through.
I bet you make your mother proud.
I’m a new me. Cleaned up my act. I wear some new clothes, but the same old hat,
to remind myself of what we were and how I’m never going back to that.
So I thought I’d give you a call, to check and see if you’re all right,
but then I remembered “That I don’t fucking care!”.
The first time you tore my heart out,
the second time you took my spine,
but the third time I saw it coming, so I thought I’d make it mine.
Left you standing in the driveway, with tears running down your face.
But all I felt was happy, cause now you knew how it felt to be me.
I was never good enough for you to fall in love,
but all these nights, they got the best of us.
I was never good enough for you to fall in love,
but I am not the one who broke our trust.
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Gorilla Glue
02:38
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Truth be told, I never loved you. I only loved the you that lived inside my head,
but she’s not there anymore.(Dude, she doesn’t live here anymore.) She was real, while you’re a fake. She was honest, and you’re a liar.
And I saw through your lies, one too many times.
But late at night, I still wonder about your whereabouts,
and then I laugh and grin ‘cause you’re still stuck on the same old shit.
You’ll be sleeping with your new friends
while I toss and turn in this bed,
dreaming of the nights when your face didn’t haunt my heart and head.
Before I knew the things I know now
when I had the will and know-how to pick myself up off the ground. “Truth be told, I’ve always loved you” that’s what my friend will say that lives inside my head,
and he won’t leave me alone.
Says I’m not real, that I’m to blame. I’ll always be just my mistakes.
So I’ll down another sip and try to drown my brain.
But late at night I’ll start to wonder about my whereabouts,
and I won’t laugh and grin ‘cause I’m still stuck on the same old shit.
Truth be told, you don’t love me.
Truth be told, I don’t owe you a thing!
Truth be told, maybe I don’t know the truth at all.
Maybe I don’t know the truth at all.
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I wanna get lost inside your head, so deep I’ll never find myself again.
‘Cause my brain’s too tangled and fucked-up from the times I spent,
lost inside your eyes like when we still spoke,
about our dreams and memories when we still had hope.
But maybe I’m to blame,
maybe I just couldn’t change.
Maybe I was full of shit and too afraid.
Yeah maybe I’m to blame,
but baby we’re just not the same.
Maybe I’m still scared to death and so ashamed.
Well here’s your song, but don’t mistake it for an apology.
‘Cause I’m not sorry for anything except maybe what I thought we’d be.
I was wrong ‘cause I couldn’t know everything,
like all those lies you fed to me on late nights that I couldn’t see
when I was gone.
I wanna get stuck inside your chest, where your heart, it used to rest.
‘Cause maybe then I’d find mine and I’d start to feel alive again.
‘Cause I’ve been spending nights dreaming up where we went wrong,
but then I finally realized “we never got along,”.
So next time we meet, don’t even speak
‘cause I won’t want to hear it.(You know I won’t).
How I did wrong and how I owe you one,
‘cause we both know that’s bullshit. (And I’ll be gone).
But maybe I’m to blame.
Maybe I just couldn’t change.
Maybe I’m still full of shit and so ashamed.
I wanna get lost inside your head.
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5. |
Colder Coffee
04:53
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I hope you hear this song and it breaks your heart like you broke mine.
You left me standing all alone in mid-december cold.
I wish you’d thought of me when you made that choice to leave,
you’d turned around and stayed another night.
But you said it’s too late for us and girl, I swore I could fix this.
I’ll sing these lines a thousand times even if they never mean shit
to you or anybody else, ‘cause I am just a lost boy
searching for a hand to hold to drag me in out of the cold.
So tell my mom I’m coming home ‘cause these cigarettes don’t taste the same,
this whiskey doesn’t warm my heart like long forgotten flames.
Tell my friends I’ll see them soon ‘cause I want to know the truth
and I am going to need them to help me get over you.
And as my hopes and dreams collapsed like a castle made of sand build on rocky shores
my heart burned out like a cigarette, turned to ash, faded to black,
to never speak another word more.
But you said it’s too late for us and girl, I swore I could fix this.
I sang these lines a thousand times even though they’ll never mean shit
to you or anybody else, cause I am still a lost boy
searching for a hand to hold to bring me in out of the cold.
You left me cold and all alone,
and it took me two damn years to realize that you’re gone
and that you’re never coming back, that you’ll never be my home.
Oh, why’d I waste so much time on you.
But you said it’s too late for us but girl..(my girl)
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6. |
Minor Miner
04:05
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And I know you don’t believe me when I say “Girl, I wish you the best,”.
And although you’ll never hear this from my face “Girl, you still live in my chest,”.
But I’ve been working day and night, night and day
to get you out of my head.
I drove around this town a million fucking times
to realize true love is dead.
But I know that you know that I’ll be moving on.
At least yeah it’s that way.
And I hope that you’ll miss me when I’m gone
and think of all the words that you couldn’t say.
I hope I’ll haunt you the same way you haunted my dreams.
But really they were nightmares ‘cause you were never with me.
And you know I don’t believe you when you say girl,that you’re in love with me
‘cause you didn’t love me those two fucking years you spent trying “living free”.
You were working day and night, night and day
to get them into your bed.
Just to put another name on that list
of people who wish they were dead. (I wish I was dead).
No you'll never be with me!
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7. |
It's Not About Joy
05:40
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I've got this crick inside my neck
from always sleeping on the couch
‘cause this bed’s not mine, it’s ours
and I can’t sleep in it without you.
I’ve got this hole inside my chest
and these voices in my head.
Yeah, they moved in when you left
and they speak to me of my end.
Yeah Maybe someday I’ll learn to love again.
Yeah maybe someday, if I can hold on ‘til then.
I’ve got circles under my eyes and I haven’t slept in nights
‘cause even though I’m too proud to say this to you
“I miss you more than life,”.
Got this familiar sinking feeling, that something isn’t right.
Yeah, these colored pill they're not helping me,
at least not all the time.
Maybe someday I’ll learn to love myself.
Yeah maybe someday I’ll pick my heart up off the shelf.
It’s gotten hard to breathe for me here ‘cause every breath I take just tells me that I should leave.
And I’ve been running on no sleep driving around at three A.M.
I’m still trying to clear my head of all the fucked up words that we both said
but they keep on telling me I’d be better off dead.
I’m so sick and tired of all of these sleepless nights
where I’m awake and dreaming of you
wonering if you’re doing the same (but you’re not).
I’m so sick of sleepless nights
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