Lyrics

  • I can’t make this up—

    (and I’m afraid it’s true)

    I should stop myself when I think of you

    but you’re always in my line of view


    Now we’re headed to the show with our friends

    and I’m trying to play it cool again

    focus my eyes on the dashes and lines

    as I try not to drive off into the shoulder


    But I can’t forgive how you made me feel

    like I wasn’t real—

    when you said you were lonely, that’s what really hurt me

    as if I wasn’t here the whole time, hanging with you.


    I’ve got girls who wanna shoot their shot

    give me their numbers in the parking lot

    I’ve got people waiting in line

    but I still take my time,


    Because every little thing I do

    I do it all for you

    wish it wouldn’t be this way

    but the feeling won’t go away,

    and if I really loved you, I’d want you happy,

    so what the hell is wrong with me?


    I can’t make this up—

    (I wouldn’t, anyway)

    you were leaning hard on the top of my car

    and I swear I saw that glint in your eye


    And I cried when I saw your new cowboy boots

    can’t you see I’m hung up on you?

    Wanna stare at the floor when I talk to you

    but then I see those goddamn shoes


    I try to push it away

    I try again and again

    but the feeling is taunting me,

    it's impossible to breathe


    I try to push it away

    I try again and again

    but your memory’s haunting me,

    and I can't catch my breath


    I hate it when you’re on the phone

    and I hate it when you leave me alone

    I try to tell you how I feel,

    but I don’t think that you believe me…


    Because every little thing I do

    I do it all for you

    wish it wouldn’t be this way

    but the feeling won’t go away,

    and if I really loved you, I’d want you happy,

    so what the hell is wrong with me?

  • Had to cross the street

    to jump my friend’s car

    parked way out in the road

    hoped it wouldn’t take too long


    Had to call my grandma up,

    I know she doesn’t have too long—

    still I’m rushing to the end

    of the phone call


    I have too much to get done today

    to let this shit to get in my way.


    Neighbor stops to say,

    “hey, what a beautiful morning”

    I nod along, then I cross the street

    next time I see him coming


    Had to get some air

    from a party that won't end

    the host is looking at me weird

    don’t think they’ll have me back again


    I am so tired of people and places


    I am too busy trying to shrink down to my smallest shape

    to take the time that it takes to engage

    I’m afraid I will always be this way.

  • Cried in the bathtub for the dozenth time

    and it hurts, blood on the porcelain

    reminds me I’m alive.

    Don’t make a pretty ghost;

    I’m made of stone.


    Don’t wanna talk about it,

    don’t want to let it be free

    it’s inside me

    and I don’t have the strength to fight.


    Always ready, you’ve learned to anticipate

    got my pocket full of pills, pocket full of pills

    to get me through the day.

    Conditioned to conceal

    I’m made of steel.


    Don’t wanna talk about it,

    don’t want to let it be free

    it’s inside me

    and I don’t have the strength to fight.


    Why bother choosing what I know I’ll never get?

    How much is too much? Have I hit my limit yet?


    Well did you wanna play with your friends?

    Did you wanna see how the movie ends?

    What makes you think that you deserve to feel human?


    So you crawl back to your bed

    with a pain that makes the colors bend

    and save your strength to pretend again & again & again—


    Don’t wanna talk about it,

    don’t want to let it be free

    it’s inside me

    and I don’t have the strength to fight.


    Avoid the mirror

    avoid the question

    if it isn’t mentioned,

    it’s almost like it isn’t happening—


    Put your hands where I can see ‘em

    I’m gonna take you down

    before you put us both in the ground.

  • Julie

    I don't wanna talk

    all you do is whine, whine, whine

    about your man, it's the same old line


    Julie

    I don't wanna talk

    all you do is cry-cry, cry-cry

    about your boyfriend, he's behind in the times


    Julie

    I don't wanna talk

    J-j-j-julie

    I don't wanna talk, t-talk, no more--


    Julie

    cut your hair

    like the cool girls do it

    Julie

    see if I care

    I never think about you when I do it


    Julie

    I don't wanna talk

    J-j-j-julie

    I don't wanna talk, t-talk, no more--


    Julie

    so pretty in your party dress

    out of place at the protest

    gonna make you mine


    Julie

    break up with your boyfriend

    I haven't got the time-time, time-time

    to wait for him to make up his mind, oh!


    Julie

    I don't wanna talk

    J-j-j-julie

    I don't wanna talk, t-talk, no more--

    Julie

    I just want to love you

    J-j-j-julie

    I just want to love you!

  • (Lyrics by Kim Lowney).

    Kim is not mine anymore

    (fucking whore)

    just a girl that I adored

    (nevermore).


    Said that she would never leave me

    but I see her heading for the door

    she said "you can always believe me"

    she lied, what a bore–


    Kim is not mine anymore

    (fucking whore)

    just a girl that I adored

    (nevermore).


    She don't wanna talk about it

    she don’t want to fight with me no more

    she says that there's no way around it

    that we keep fighting just to even out the score


    Kim is not mine anymore

    (fucking whore)

    just a girl that I adored

    (nevermore)

    Kim is not mine anymore

    just a girl that I adored.


    And I'm sick without you here.

    I'm sick without you here.

    Now that I've found you,

    I've gotta wrap my arms around you

    sick without you here.

  • Talking on the phone for several hours

    caught me up in your strange powers

    I can't wait to see you

    so happy when I'm near you


    I'm dying over you,

    you're dying missing me, too.


    I know you're gonna get back to your glory

    gonna look back, it's just a chapter of the story

    I'm gonna see you through it

    I know that you can do it


    I'm dying over you,

    you're dying missing me, too.


    You're my limb, you're my brother.

  • You say “things are going great,

    things are going fine”

    you two are constantly together

    you say “it’s almost like he reads my mind”


    “And we’re comfortable with silence,

    in fact it happens all the time”

    and you don’t need other friends

    because you live inside your heads— you call him,


    Mind reader, guess he couldn’t read your mind this time

    you two were always so in sync, now you’re finally misaligned.


    So you go out to a movie

    and you go out to a show

    and you don’t confess what you’re feeling

    you just assume he knows


    But if you never open your mouth to speak

    then how he’s gonna know what you’re thinking?

    you’re stuttering, stammering, blinking


    Mind reader, guess he couldn’t read your mind this time

    you two were always so in sync, now you’re finally misaligned

    Sad sucker, got you patiently waiting in line

    didn’t you hear you got passed up? Well we wish you better luck next time.


    You say "things are going great,

    things are going fine"

    you think he’ll say it any minute

    you say he’s leaving you little signs


    You’re just an idiot girl in a fantasy world

    you didn’t want to read the signs

    you’d rather wait for him to read your mind—


    Make a decision to let it all go,

    then pick it right back up again

    and you can say “we’ll have to see where this thing goes”

    but in your mind you know you’re just good friends

    fingers worrying, fraying the mend

    but you’re running out of patches, running out of threads


    Mind reader, guess he couldn’t read your mind this time

    you two were always so in sync, now you’re finally misaligned

    Just a placeholder, as he’s racing backward in time

    you didn’t hear the pistol kick, your feet are still stuck on the starting line—


    'Cuz you swooned, and you sighed

    got your hopes so high

    you were sick, sick, sick in the night


    And you can plead, you can bleed

    but you’re feeding a lie

    ain’t it time that the fantasy died?


    So you sever the lines

    it’s okay, you’ll be fine,

    you’re just giving up half of your mind


    So what the hell’d you expect?

    SO WHAT THE HELL DID I EXPECT?


    Mind reader, but he couldn't read my mind this time.

  • I'm not changing for the better, so we

    might as well get back together, baby

    Doo doo doo doo, baby


    I'm not much for my personal growth

    I took a swallow of that koolaid and almost choked, oh baby

    Doo doo doo, baby.


    I know that you're looking, 'cuz l've seen you 'round town

    And I know that your prospects must be getting you down, oh baby

    Doo doo doo doo, baby


    I'm just looking for my new home

    rather be unhappy together than happy alone, oh baby

    Doo doo doo doo doo, baby.


    If I could have you back

    why take another tack?

    I just can't get over you baby

    get over you, baby!


    Why should we both be polite

    when all we like to do is fight?

    I'm ready to put me on the lin

    Oh, baby, give me one more try--!


    I'm not changing for the better...

    might as well get back together.

    I'm a different person

    I swear this time, it's worth it

    Oh! Come back to me, baby.

    Come back to me, baby!

  • Been waking up early

    it’s nice to have some time that’s just for me in the morning

    take my coffee on the rusted old bridge

    and watch the birds fly in their military formations


    Been waiting for your call

    instruct myself that I should not expect that much at all

    now here you are, my friend

    you’ve come to prove me wrong then prove me right again.


    You were not well, nor necessary

    I try to only lift as much as I can stand to carry

    water will rush in, it’s the only thing we can rely on

    I lost something of me when I lost your shoulder to cry on. 


    Each day I don the work shirt

    I’ve streamlined every minute of my half-an-hour commute

    trained myself to say hello, how-do-you-do

    and no one will know that I am thinking of you


    I try to be light-footed

    try to be nimble, and not look too haunted

    but then you go and knock me down again

    I lost myself, I go to pieces—


    I was not well, nor necessary

    you said I was the thing you could no longer stand to carry

    water will rush in, it’s the only thing we can rely on

    I lost something of me when I lost your shoulder to cry on—


    Next time I see you I’ll just keep walking. 


    You were not well, you were not well, you were not well—

    and I was not well.

  • It’s such a picture perfect day

    in the sky, not a hint of gray

    but the birds don’t sing


    The plane is lying on its side

    It reminds me of a dead whale

    and the fishtail is sticking straight up in the sky


    Hundreds died, but somehow

    you and I survived.


    I try hard to start, but never figure it out

    stomach called my bluff, I get dressed in the dark

    I’m trying to be around, I’m trying to show you I care

    I’m turning to tell you something but now you’re not there.


    There is a window at eye-height

    as I work I can look outside

    at the traffic light


    The cars all stop and take their time

    and they wait for their turn in line

    and they’re so polite, unless they don’t feel like it this time—


    You will die, and somehow

    I must stay alive.


    I’ve been up all night trying to figure it out

    make my ritual, prepare my back for the breaking

    because if I can crack this code then I can keep you safe

    and when I finally figure it out, you’ll be the first that I tell.

  • I can feel we're on the edge of something

    I can feel it in your breath

    the butterfly meets the windshield

    such a pretty, violent death.


    I'm tired of playing angel

    I'm sorry for being honest

    I know I can be selfish

    I know this is you trying your hardest.


    Hold me close

    and kill me slowly

    I wanna know, but I don't wanna know.


    Another evening, wasted

    watching ants drown in the sugarbowl

    he's getting high in the backroom, and now

    I'm breaking down in the bathroom

    my love, it's taking a toll.


    I can feel I'm on the edge of something

    I can feel it nearing

    you were dying in a dream

    it felt so real to me


    I left the window open–

    (we had rushed you to the hospital)

    when I got home there were hundreds of moths, flying around the room

    was like standing in a snow globe


    Gotta let go because I love you

    gotta trust you wanna stay alive

    loosen my grip on you

    we both deserve better.


    Hold me close

    and kill me slowly

    I wanna know–


    I know you're trying your hardest.

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