changed, like fine print, you were hard to read. Blind-folded, eyes wide open, staring through me. I never heard the words that were spoken, with the rumored
: Hey there, all you middle men Throw away your fancy clothes And while you?re out there sittin? on a fence So get off your ass and come down here ?cause
: She, she ain't real, She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will, She is a stranger, You and I have history, Or don't you remember? Sure, she's
: Well do you to want to talk about it, Do you think you'd understand, How things can get so fucked up with such good intentions. If roofs turn to
: I was cold in a dream somewhere close to the surface Between the ice and the stream there is three inches of air So I swam towards the light I let
: Anchormen spike their blood Wear masks of mud Cucumbers cut to fit their eyes And so no one would know how tired they've grown Of talking and telling
: I had girl I knew she grew became a woman now I think that she teaches at one of the schools downtown, we used to roll the windows down and play
: The drunk kids, the catholics They?re all about the same They?re waiting for something Hoping to be saved Well I have been happy the past couple days
: I wish I saved up for rainy days cause they're the hardest to be dry I got no self control I'm always begging into telephones I bought a little from
: Were you surprised that we never spoke? Then in the still of the night-when nothing stirs- I woke and I gathered up some clothes. I never planned
: He always gets so mad things you laugh at. "Don't get so worked up" you'd say. But on the back deck you admit that you haven't felt much like laughing
: Claire's turning blonde for the summer I guess the sunlight just soaks into her hair and she sits next to me on the motorboat and shyly replies as
: Let's go place some money on the order of the horses Break the ribbon of that famous finish line And we'll gather up our stash babe Find a little
: No news that's good news someone's gonna break see things change i've been changing everything it's peaceful the pitch black when the last light on
: (feat. Nick Zinner of Yeah Yeah Yeahs) [Originally by Daniel Johnston] I was living in a devil town I didn't know it was a devil town Oh lord it
: You take your clothes off Right after school The tea is on The flame is blue And you hope it won't take All afternoon The TV's waiting To talk to you
: So, I?m just the medicine You take when you?re sick You get well and that?s it I?m put back on the shelf in your mirror And it isn?t exceptional The
: The indecencies of city streets The cleaners' sweeping trucks from nine to noon And the factories make clouds To keep the sun from being jealous like