1. |
The Plan
03:11
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I've decided that I'm well
Aware of the cracks through which you and I just fell
Tickle a fancy, getting me antsy, put up my skin for sale
We don't belong here as far as I can tell, do we girl?
My mother sends her kind regards
She wishes the best but she couldn't guess that we'd go far
Tossel and tease me, let me go easy, smoking a fat cigar
The twitch in your mouth, your partying foul's on par
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
It wasn't supposed to be
But I don't complain don't get me wrong
Don't you love
The sides of equations that we're on
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
Pour your pounds of pause and play
You don't have to press cuz I'm in distress, you know what I'll say
Letting it soothe and going down smooth like bottles of Tanqueray
It's finishing cold when it doesn't go our way, do it girl?
You're looking at me, I'm looking around
It's giving you fits that I can just sit without a sound
Yelling and screaming, killing your dreaming, put on your forceful frown
Come on girl, why do you look so down?
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
It wasn't supposed to be
But I don't complain don't get me wrong
Don't you love
The sides of equations that we're on
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
And I know, when you bite my lip like that
You're putting words in my mouth to spit back
That even best laid plans'll get beat
So please tell me
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
It wasn't supposed to be
But I don't complain don't get me wrong
Don't you love
The sides of equations that we're on
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
This wasn't the plan all along
This wasn't the plan all along
This wasn't the plan all along
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
It wasn't supposed to be
But I don't complain don't get me wrong
Don't you love
The sides of equations that we're on
What do you mean, wasn't this
This wasn't the plan all along
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2. |
Fiend
03:26
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Your face don't look so good in green
Your eyes don't get to me from the screen
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
I know your heart sinks when your phone rings
And your boy's looking half asleep
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
So this is how we all go
Out in style baby
Do you feel alone more
Than you think you should lately
And he's on his way soon
And he's glad to know you care
You could give him a call but
He's on his way you swear
Tell me not this week
Some other time don't sound much better to me
Baby gas ain't cheap
But it's not that far and we're not as close as we used to be
Your face don't look so good in green
Your eyes don't get to me from the screen
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
I know your heart sinks when your phone rings
And your boy's looking half asleep
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
So this is where the grass is
Growing so much greener
Have you seen the way he
Have you seen the way he's seeing her?
And he's begging for forgiveness
He begs for a second chance
You're shooting as his feet
As you say dance, fucker, dance
Tell me not this week
Some other time don't sound much better to me
Baby gas ain't cheap
But it's not that far and we're not as close as we used to be
Your face don't look so good in green
Your eyes don't get to me from the screen
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
I know your heart sinks when your phone rings
And your boy's looking half asleep
Don't you know your boy's just a fiend don't you know?
Your boy's just a fiend faking love through the phone
Don't let me catch you dear
Don't let me say what you wanna hear
Don't say what you wanna hear
Don't let me catch him around
Don't let me say we can work it out
Don't say we can work it out
We can work it out
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3. |
Tissue Box
04:12
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Hawkeye chatterbox like
You got something to say
Black dress bound to impress
When these beggars choose
Hold tight fireflies like
They’re leaking out the light
But I shut up and get tough
When I think of you
And I’m down bound slow
Don’t everybody go
The porch to get torched and loud
And these backbone stunts
Don’t everybody front
Getting fucked up and feeling proud
Turn your phrase and get hazed
Look who’s come to call
When he heard things
Ain’t what they used to be
It’s a shame you can’t blame
Yourself for this at all
Ain’t those words that you heard
Sing yourself to sleep
Look who’s under whose thumb
Ain’t everybody dumb
Watch ‘em dress up so versatile
Look who needs it bad
Ain’t everybody sad
Watch ‘em race to get personal
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Make your makeup run so
You start a step ahead
Dye your hair and lock stare
At cracks in the floor
Drink your juice to excuse
What you should not have said
But you don’t fret cuz you’ll get
What you came for
Cuz she’s made up her mind
Ain’t everybody blind
Watch ‘em lead each other round and round
She’ll forget who’s left
Ain’t everybody deaf
She’ll get off on your lost and found
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Biodegradable cigarettes
Tell all the chicks you take baby steps
Eye drops in your front pocket
Tissue box by your bedside
Next to the condoms and spermicide
Cowards can run but they can’t hide
When all of your pills are placebos
They’re poking their holes in your ethos
You fake little fuck where’d your luck go
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Picks and locks
Break in with your faked feelings
Tissue Box
Look how much you need healing
Picks and locks
Tissue box
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4. |
Laugh It Off
05:14
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Don't we laugh it off so easily
Don't we give in from time to time
Don't we piss and moan in miser
Don't it always seem to work out fine
I was born to break your give and take tonight
And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by
These boots in your open doors
Are the scabs I'm waiting for
Don't we live to die here anymore?
Don't we
Don't we spill our guts and dig our ruts deep?
Don't you give me a heart attack
Don't we double down and joke around?
Don't you look so good in black
I was born to break your give and take tonight
And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by
These boots in your open doors
Are the scabs I'm waiting for
Don't we live to die here anymore?
Burn me slowly
Take your time to tear the ties that hold me
We breathe so easily
I hear you scoff when I laugh it off
And you say you don't need me
Don't we question our sick sanity
Don't we let lines get blurred
Don't we scream and yell and kiss and tell
Don't we always choke on every word
I was born to break your give and take tonight
And wait a thousand years to hear you cry, by the by
These boots in your open doors
Are the scabs I'm waiting for
Don't we live to die here anymore?
Burn me slowly
Take your time to tear the ties that hold me
We breathe so easily
I hear you scoff when I laugh it off
And you say you don't need me
Burn me slowly
Take your time to tear the ties that hold me
We breathe so easily
I hear you scoff when I laugh it off
And you say you don't need me
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5. |
Get In Line
04:00
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It’s a belt without notches
And all these failure to launches
And now I'm falling unconscious
There ain’t a bitch like hindsight
Canines and coffee
And knowing all of your hobbies
Ask if I’m good I’m like probably
Choke on tequila and limelight
Teachers and preachers
And blowjobs under the bleachers
And don't keep count of the keepers
But I heard opposites attract, right?
Don’t bail on this fight
Sick of chasing tail every night
You know I’ll never say anything right
Now another dude’s giving you eyes
Like he restless
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
It’s the cannibal cannabis
When I swear I can handle this
Go consult with my analyst
And I’ll have a better game plan
Your dude’s making passes
With Daniel Radcliff’s old glasses
I slow the clock to molasses
And watch him point with his drink hand
Now he hawkin’ your phone
While you two talk on your own
All his hot oxygen blown
Sit in the corner kicking tin cans
Blow me off like you mean it
Fucking dance to Queen like you need it
Skip a broken record play undefeated
Til its rinse lather repeated, repeated, repeated, repeated
Fuck this
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
2AM comes fast with karaoke but
I’ll sing to the Killers
And I’ll dance to Cher
While your dude swoops in out nowhere
I’ve been pounding all these drinks
To lubricate whatever’s going on there
And girl
It’s not fucking fair
You’ve got your heartbreak down and don’t care
And girl
It’s not fucking fine
For you to let me waste all your goddamn time
And I’ll still wait til the weekend
To cut these bullshit ties
I just wish you would text me back
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin’ fine, I’m up in Indy by the way
Get in line, baby we’ve got the summer time
Goin fine, fuck it anyway
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6. |
Don't Joke
03:23
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Staring at your shoes like they’re gold
Your told, she’s into stuff that’s interesting
Ashing on the basement floor
You I swore, she laughed when she looked at me
She knows she’d poke holes in
Every story you or any one had ever told
She dances, so slowly
In the palm of your hand
She’s looking at you like she kinda thinks you’re funny
She’s dancing like you wish that you could be that free
Askin’ what the hell you do for money
She said, why would you laugh at me?
I've seen you in the back of her car
False start, the bumpin' tells a tale or two
Can we get away from this place?
Go race, to the floor of your bedroom
She knows she’d poke holes in
Your sheets and your words and your heartstrings
She dances, no tunes on
She ain't shit to you
She’s looking at you like she kinda think you’re funny
She’s smiles like you wish that you could be that free
Askin’ you what the hell do you do for money
She said, why would you laugh at me?
She kills you with a glance
You laugh incessantly
Begging you to dance
But you’ve got two left feet
Ain’t it funny when
She’s begging you to stay
You’ve lost count of
what you laugh and joke
and drink and smoke away
Baby don’t joke
This hurts as I’m watching you both grow old
I wish she'd have never seen your shoes of gold
You were bugged from the start,
I wish you’da known
She’s looking at you like she don’t think you're funny
Tired of this oh we’ll just wait and see
Asking what the hell do you do for money
She said, why would you laugh at
Why would you laugh at
Why you would you laugh at me?
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7. |
Six Words
04:15
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Six words and I'm sure you're insecure
And my bark is all you bite in spite
Of everything you've heard and
Deep V's and your ripped and tattered jeans
Seem to fit too tight in spite
Of everything you've seen
And I know
You say you've had enough, but have you had enough
Try not to look so tough, you look so tough
Six more and your wars are open sores
And the apples of your eyes
Are the flies that you adore and
Spit game and it's all the fucking same
Don't you look me in the eyes
Don't you tell me it's a shame
And I know
You say you've had enough, but have you had enough
Try not to look so tough
Ooh, where you been
With enemies like these
Apologies don't make amends
Ooh, when you coming around?
I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow
Break bread with the aching in your head
Take your bombs, take long
Take back everything you said and
Concerned for the love you unlearned
But the way you like to play
Is another can of worms
And I know
You say you've had enough, but have you had enough
Try not to look so tough
Ooh, where you been
With enemies like these
Apologies don't make amends
Ooh, when you coming around?
I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow
Six words never sounded so absurd
Is it true you flew the coup
I never pinned you as a bird and
Six more and I'm quaking at the core
and I'm begging you for
One more
And I know
You say you've had enough but have you had enough
Try not to look so tough, you look so tough
You say you've had enough but have you had enough
Try not to look so tough
Ooh, where you been
With enemies like these
Apologies don't make amends
Ooh, when you coming around?
I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow
Ooh, where you been
With enemies like these
Apologies don't make amends
Ooh, when you coming around?
I ain't much for words with such gravity, anyhow
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8. |
Spyglass
04:47
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Ask me if I still write or just worry on paper
My girl's the queen, she's the queen she's the queen
God save her
I'm not her king or anything, I'm just a jester
Who sings out of key, out of key, out of key
God rest her
So go
Fly south with the birds
Cuz the winter bleeds you dry
Or go
Drive home on the words
Boy you're always on my mind
Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass
Wondering how the world gets
Smaller all the time
And you've been listening at the keyhole
Wondering what your parents
Fight about at night
Ain't I been such a great help
Ain't I been so selfless
So why can't she sleep, can't she sleep, can't she sleep
God help us
Mission control you lost me
When we crash landed
Now we're so far from home, far from home, far from home
God damnit
So go
Fly south with the birds
Cuz the winter bleeds you dry
Or go
Drive home on the words
Boy you're always on my mind
Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass
Wondering how the world gets
Smaller all the time
And you've been listening at the keyhole
Wondering what your parents
Fight about at night
And though
This ground underfoot seemed solid
Don't ask me why you're not wanted
Every time I run for cover
From the words that could kill
I swear that she's still the queen
She's the queen, she's the queen she's the queen
And all that she needs is a reason to scream
God love her
Cuz I've been watching through a spyglass
Wondering how the world gets
Smaller all the time
And you've been listening at the keyhole
Wondering what your parents
Fight about at night
And though
I've flown far away
You're always on my mind
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9. |
Sticks and Stones
06:29
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Down here we only see trees
Miles and miles of canopies
We could burn it to the ground
With these matches that I found
I wouldn't catch birds with bees
and call it serendipity I know
I wouldn't catch you around here
Unless you had nowhere else to go
Down here we watch you get by
With the smile you hide behind
It's not my fault
I shoulda seen it coming is all
I miss looking in your eyes and knowing
I am safe at home
I miss the the time that I spent
Not wishing that I was alone
Sooner or later we've all said enough
When we're not angry, now
Sooner the better for every one here
You keep saying save me
Maybe now
Sticks and stones and
All the bones you hate
To break
Purse your lips
And clench your fist
It's all ok
Lock-jawed in awe
I saw you break your fall
Don't stop to call my draw
I waited all night
Sitting here in your sights
Shoot when you see the whites of my eyes
Down here we don't tend to sleep
We shoot dice and play for keeps
And all this time
I'm been looking for an old friend of mine
I saw him break on the roof
For unwanted truth again
I saw him wake up in the morning
Masked and ready to play pretend
Sooner or later we've all said enough
When we're not angry, now
Sooner the better for every one here
You keep saying save me
Maybe now
Sticks and stones and
All the bones you hate
To break
Purse your lips
And clench your fist
It's all ok
Lock-jawed in awe
I saw you break your fall
Don't stop to call my draw
I waited all night
Sitting here in your sights
Never gonna leave,
You're never gonna be alright
Go fly on your kites
Cut holes in your candle light
You were gonna be a racer
Gonna talk on the wind
Now you're all alone
In the cage that we've been waiting in
Down here down here we wait for
Your sticks and stones to call your name
Off and on, it's all the same
Relating and fading away
Never gonna leave,
You're never gonna be alright
Go fly on your kites
Cut holes in your candle light
You were gonna be a racer
Gonna talk on the wind
Now you're all alone
In the cage that we've been waiting in
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10. |
Something's Gotta Give
05:11
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Something filling up to weigh your baby down
I’ll pile up your stuff and hope you come around but you don’t
Something’s gotta go
Something strikes a chord to make you sober up
Someone’s getting bored but lately nothings sticks but glue
But something better soon
Baby’s looking gray but I’m feeling black
Pulling teeth and pushing, buddy pick your slack
Turn off all the lights and watch your baby shake
Something’s gotta break something’s gotta break
Something’s gotta break
Watch the pretty crash and tell me what’s in fashion
Steer into your lane and tell me bout the flashing lights
Something’s not all right
Come and drive me home, I need you but I don’t
When everything is fine but no one’s on your side when you’re sick
Something’s gotta click
Give me what you got I need your money and time
I’m running out of both and now I’m toeing the line
Come and help me quick the ticking tock don’t it hurt
Something’s gotta work something’s gotta work
Something’s gotta work
You can be my dreamer, sleep on
And hibernate until the winter’s gone
You can be my buddy, old boy
Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid
You can be my dreamer, sleep on
And hibernate until the winter’s gone
You can be my buddy, old boy
Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid
All the posting cards and sneaking snide remarks
They make your beating heart race fast but now it’s starting to slow
There’s something I don’t know
Shake me if I doze and pinch me when I dream
Tell me how it goes and not how it seems to be
Can’t you be straight with me?
I’m ringing off the hook and they won’t leave me alone
I’m hanging by a thread or by the cord of my phone
Dates and numbers, undercover gospel I live
Something’s gotta give something’s gotta give
Something’s gotta give
You can be my dreamer, sleep on
And hibernate until the winter’s gone
You can be my buddy, old boy
Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid
You can be my dreamer, sleep on
And hibernate until the winter’s gone
You can be my buddy, old boy
Who’s getting down cuz you’re getting paranoid
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11. |
Raincheck
06:09
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Sometimes I sink
Like a stone into the drink
This fountain of youth and truth
And everything in between
Sometimes I float
Don'tcha look good in my coat
Sometimes I dream and wake up
Only when you go
Is it cool to bet
On wide-cast nets
Should you need to read
The lines between the text
Up to much tonight?
Do you wanna spend it right?
She said let's raincheck, alright
Someday I'll find
The reason in your rhyme
Whenever lasts forever but it
Never plays in time
Someday I'll leak
Like the faucet in your sink
Someday I'll dream and wake up
Only when you speak
Baby shout about
How maybe two's a crowd
I'm a wreck parsecs
Away from getting down
Up to much tonight?
Do you wanna spend it right?
She said let's raincheck, alright
I'm hanging by the thread of your top
Your head spun pendulum
I'm dizzy til you make it stop
Your mind race head case
Are you looking for an ally
Or another brother passing by?
Are you looking for an alibi
To raincheck tonight?
I'm only ever out to find
The space between
You and me and feeling at home
Somewhere there's peace
Of mind with no caprice
But it's mad far from this dive bar
And it ain't for rent or lease
Somewhere I lose
My marbles and loose screws
Somewhere I dream and wake up
Only next to you
Is it wrong so long
As I feel like I belong
To your mess, so rest
Your head on my beating chest
Up to much tonight?
Do you wanna spend it right?
She said let's raincheck, alright
I'm hanging by the thread of your top
Your head spun pendulum
I'm dizzy til you make it stop
Your mind race head case
Are you looking for an ally
Or another brother passing by?
Are you looking for an alibi
To raincheck tonight?
I'm only ever out to find
The space between
You and me and feeling at home
Some nights I fly
Never reach your smoke cloud nine
These wings of wax and social tact
Melt under lazy eyes
I still sow what I reap
And pray my soul to keep
Some nights I wish my dreams
Would fuck off and let me sleep
I'm hanging by the thread of your top
Your head spun pendulum
I'm dizzy til you make it stop
Your mind race head case
Are you looking for an ally
Or another brother passing by?
Are you looking for an alibi
To raincheck tonight?
I'm only ever out to find
The space between
You and me and feeling at home
Are you looking for an ally
Or another brother passing by?
Are you looking for an alibi
To raincheck tonight?
I'm only ever out to find
The space between
You and me and feeling at home
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