Oh no I can't help but feeling all left out And here it comes the ship that carries all my ghost nights off Off Off Not now No, no, the ceiling it can
Hello over Hello over Hello over Hello over Tearing out the grass that's been crawling on my back Hello over hello over hello over Hello over And
I don?t think she understands the repercussions of her actions An empty room, an empty glass, a dress of gauze, your cough?s a natural reaction Step
And when I collapsed on the porch of your father's house You took my hand and quickly covered my mouth And said, "Now there won't be any last words.
Onna How do you feel tonight? Do you think that it would be alright? And I'm sure I know the answer you will say I just want to see your face at the
Feel it all: the shirt and the bottle, the floor All this spinnin' surrounding I?m begging for more And it feels a lot better to be me And it feels a
Scratch your fast forward Stay on the floor of your parents? house Just know that if you want to leave, it?s going to cost you, son No, you?re not welcome
Do do do do do Do do do do do I was The Breakfast Prince, I lived in a blue school bus with an eternal headache, I was right on the cusp of becoming
This is how I feel And I can't stop shaking I just left, and just now I am waking up So, come on Come on Get on I don't know how to stop it We love
I can see you and what you're doing and I know that it's a lie Little words to push you forward Cut off the ears of the occupier So we start start Then
I'm afraid to go home I'm afraid to go home Someone's listening Someone's listening And I'm afraid Don't fall asleep in the bath You need to stay awake
If you grow tired, of us Don't let us hang on Put feet to our fingers A laugh and we're gone Because you're adored by everyone And this is the race that
I was standing on the corner thinking I?d had too much to drink swaying waiting for you to come and pick me up and take me back to my place so I can
There is no truth in what I say since you've been taken far away If only you had thought to stay We remain as we were and so perfectly sure that we need
Well baby put a sweater on and dream a bit of me The hours they?ve been dragging on with you across that sea So put your little head tonight in a pillow
The Foreign Inadequacy Project was just six months behind and The League of Divorced Daughters were getting high in The Empty Room at the top of the stairs
The signal-less drivers are so content with their named napkins and their stolen paper bag hearts They tie their hands behind their back That's the name
Something off is going on Downtown All the lights and flicking on And the sound Of trains is dying out Replaced by people whispering out, ?I?ve opened
