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Yes It's About You
03:33
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I wrote mediocre poetry
To try and keep you close to me
A singular love memory
Please don't take it personally
Sweetie, one and only
Counting up your hard-earned many
I'll spread you thin till you're enough
I'll build personas, cut you up
It's not your fault
And barely mine
It's just no one's kissed me since I was sixteen
No one else has dared to waste their time
And the words come back to me
Far too late
So I'll still pen lines about you kissing me
In the '04 Escape
And how you hoped when in Chicago
You and I could go sneak out at night
And I adored that you suggested it
As if you and I as idiots could make it though security that tight
But soon you were leaving
But you're the only book that I've been given
So I just keep on rereading
And I hope I'm as memorable,
Last May, you told me
I looked incredible
In my pink dress
And I smiled at the floor
Imagined I was your mistress
Acutely aware of my own glow
I looked back up, said thanks I know
You too
Dapper son of a bitch in navy blue
I wrote another song and YES, IT'S ABOUT YOU.
(god knows I'm just as sick of it too).
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2. |
Naïve
02:34
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There's a fog in the park as we walk in the dark
And I'm still waiting for you
Baby you've got the time to be naive
Cause the whole world is praying for you
And I can't help but wonder if you do the things you do
Cause it terrifies you deeply what your heart might to to you
Well I don't have time to be naive
There's no better I can do
I'm not sure what I'm doing here
Waiting for you to move
Back and forth, do the wrong thing, right thing
Don't tell me we can't live, that we can't lose
Dead weight in my arms as we look at the stars
In the night sky clouded blue
Can't open my soul, I might up and go
There's plenty more to go for you
And I can't help but wonder if you do the things you do
Cause you just can't fight the feeling but you're too afraid to lose
Well I don't have time to let this be
And I can't keep waiting for you
I'm not sure what I'm doing here
Waiting for you to move
Back and forth, do the wrong thing, right thing
Don't tell me we can't live, that we can't lose
Never saw a red flag, didn't think it would hurt
Little did I know then, we're both so stubborn
Never saw a red flag, didn't think it'd get worse
Just scared you'll do to me what you'd done to her
So I'm not sure what I'm doing here
Waiting for you to move
Back and forth, do the wrong thing, right thing
Don't tell me we can't live, that we can't lose
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3. |
Late July
03:41
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Well the summer came in time
With some silence left to spare
A little time to wonder: do I want to live like this now?
The day may come when you may care
But I'm still waiting
And I've driven many roads, turned a different way each time
Done a thousand things that all seem to draw the same line
I won't bother with maps, won't worry about an explanation
Unless you can find a way to say why I always meet the same destination
Yet I'm still waiting
Don't think that you don't have to let me know
Don't think you don't have to hold on, don't have to let it show
Don't think that you don't have to let me know
Don't think you don't have to hold on just cause I can't let go
I thought I'd be there by late July
But once again I feel hung out to dry
With spirits low because my hopes were high
So pay some mind to what you said that night
Cause I'm still waiting
Don't think that you don't have to let me know
Don't think you don't have to hold on, don't have to let it show
Don't think that you don't have to let me know
Don't think you don't have to hold on just cause I can't let go
And I'm still waiting...
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4. |
Twoheaded
03:59
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He rolls off your tongue like a bonfire
Consonants clicking like sparks
It's like home
It's the best thing you've known
To be in love with a two-headed boy
And to never be alone
His lips kiss the air with abandon
Filling the room with his breath
It's a mess
Spit's all over our necks
To be in love with a two-headed boy
Is to pine for all you get
And while you are afraid of the morning
He is afraid of the dark
So often he leaves without warning, cause he knows
That he still has your heart
Your eyes are to him a blue beacon
Who'll always be found in the storm
It's luck you're alive
On that ocean dark and wide
To be in love with a two-headed boy
Is to always watch him hide
Your hands never seem to make landfall
Your hopes they float up in the air
It's unfair
Bring him home, hear my prayer
To be in love with a two-headed boy
Is to never know who's there
And while you are afraid of the morning
He is afraid of the dark
So often he leaves without warning, cause he knows
That he still has your heart
credits
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5. |
Blue Eyes
02:56
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Don't start crying in the back of the car
When I'm not there to offer you my arms
And for your sake, I hope you get along
Cause we both know
That winter is our season
And sometimes I think I should be with someone who has eyes like mine
who knows, who knows, who knows
I promise darling, I am getting better
Honest I swear I'm fine as long as I am never
In the room with you in cold weather
Cause we both know
This feeling's beyond reason
And now I feel like there's nothing left to do
Cause I've messed up too many times pining for you
No I wouldn't call it waiting, I've been far too much of a fool
But I only have eyes for you
And sometimes I think I should be with someone whose heart aligns
Yeah sometimes I think I should be with someone who has eyes like mine
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This gold thread is easily breakable
And I must learn that I am replaceable
Praying for a warm November won't get me what I want
Even if I believe in a cosmic bond
Patiently wait for my love to come along
Praying for a warm November won't get me what I want
Cause the gold thread breaks
And I make mistakes
I'm a hopeless case
And I want to be loved
Oh how naive of me to believe
The stars would bow their heads to me
Cause praying for a warm November won't get me what I want
And I can hope what I'd like best
That the winter wind won't swallow all of us
But praying for a warm November won't get me what I want
Cause the gold thread breaks
And I make mistakes
I'm a hopeless case
And I want to be loved
Yeah the gold thread breaks
It all goes to waste
I'm a hopeless case
And I want to be loved
I can't seem to wait but I want to be loved
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7. |
Let It Die
03:02
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Let it die
It'll end without scolding, without tears in my eyes
Oh for once I'll go down without a fight
There's no reason to keep me
Our wrongs don't add up to a right
Oh for once you might not treat me poorly
So I kiss you one very last time
I was stupid and bold and left out in the cold
But I couldn't get you off my mind
And if I stayed too long it's mostly cause you never let me move on
Clinging for dear life to your last chance to give me home
But that's where you're mistaken, I was born to be alone
So if you wanna leave me
Then I want you gone
We would meet only late after dark
Just to talk for hours in the back of your car
Throw my phone on the floor and kiss you hard
Cause in trying to be wise, no I didn't turn out so smart
Yeah I thought that our souls tangled up
That if I still put up with it, it must be love
That no one would ever be enough
So please swallow your qualms and just grow the hell up
But if I stayed too long it's mostly cause you never let me move on
Clinging for dear life to your last chance to give me home
But that's where you're mistaken, I was born to be alone
So if you wanna leave me
Then I want you gone
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8. |
Whole Wide World
04:24
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You once joked you were an angel, and sometimes I think it’s true
But I should be more careful than to deify you
I just tended to forget we were only human
And expecting perfection only makes us feel less-than
And when I told you you were naive, I admired your sociability
And I wouldn’t call it envy, but I always wanna be a little more like you,
A little more like you
And there are so many things I wish I knew
But I know now it took me far to long
To realize I was just as wrong
And now the whole wide world and I will look out for you
We haven’t gotten quite back on yet, friends but with a disconnect
And who am I to say you’re not happy with that?
I’ll get on with my life, glance back occasionally
With admiration, but not longing and finish the books you told me to read
And when I told you you were naive, I admired your humility
And I wouldn’t call it envy, but I think the world needs people more like you,
People more like you
And there are so many things I wish I knew
But I know now it took me far to long
To realize I was just as wrong
And now the whole wide world and I will look out for you
And I can’t imagine what it must be like living in your skin
I thought I had you figured out but I could barely begin
So I reduced you to a character to wrap my head around
But it’s so wonderful to watch you once again tear my walls down
And there are so many things I wish I knew
But now that there’s nothing more to do
I realize you are human too
And now the whole wide world and I will look out for you
Baby you’ve got the time to be naïve
Baby you’ve got the time to be naïve
Baby you’ve got the time to be naïve
Cause the whole world is waiting for you.
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9. |
All This Time (Demo)
03:08
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10. |
The Tower
02:43
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11. |
Hallway Lullaby
03:05
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