Labels: Razor and Tie; Triple Crown Records
1. The Shower Scene
It's funny how your worst enemies always seem to
turn out to be all of your
best friend's best friends
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I saved to sing you
but I folded, I told
So draw or throw and I will explode
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
And you are far too cute or whatever he said
Every time I hear it I am wishing I was great
I wish her... past tense my best friend
But I folded and I told
These aren't things I say to save me
But I folded, I told
I hope she's caught in the explosion
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
And you are far too cute or whatever he said
It's time for you to choose
It's time for you to choose
the bullet or the chapstick
This is me in his room
This is me in his room
This is me in his room
Red, gold, I told
We don't play fair
Red, gold, I told
We never stand too close
So I update this almost every single day for you
I begin to hate you for your face and not just the things you do
Go tell him how my wrist is sore
from pulling at your insides all night
Nothing that you do is new to anything or anyone but you
2. Jude Law and a Semester Abroad
Whatever poisons in this bottle
will leave me broken, sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at,
he owes me one last wish
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips
But I got a plan (I got a plan)
To drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And every time you fed the line,
�you mean so much to me�
I'm without you
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
And even if her plane crashes tonight
she'll find some way to disappoint me,
by not burning in the wreckage,
or drowning at the bottom of the sea
Jess, I still taste you, and thus reserve my right to hate you
And all this empty space that you create
does nothing for my flawless sense of style
It's 8:45 (it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour (rains all the time)
I hope it rains there all the time
And if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied
I'm without you
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say,
who would do anything you say
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Never gonna get it right, you're never gonna get it
Okay no more songs about you. After this one I am done.
You're gone.
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
about the American boy back in the states
The American boy you used to date
who would do anything you say
3. Sudden Death in Carolina
Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter
and this morning I threw up fire
But it's nothing new
I've been piecing it together and it's got something to do
with every look thrown like a knife across a crowded room
And every slow and quiet car ride I spent drinking in the backseat
Every stupid melody to every stupid song,
and every stupid word that everybody's hanging on
What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess
Last night I fell asleep next to a liar
and I woke up with a shiner
And it's all that I remember from a night spent lying on my back with a view
of a stone white ceiling and the back of your head
And this quiet dark bed feels like the middle of nowhere
And we beat each other up just like we always do
When I'm talking to myself I'd always rather be talking to you
What difference does this difference in age make?
I know how it ends... she'll kill me quick.
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess
Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
They hung her from the bridge on Monday
The gathering turned to a mob out on the lawn
They dropped her body in the river
School and work returned to normal before long
(before long... and no one will mention any of this again)
Call 911, I'm already dead but
someone should be caught and held responsible
for this bloody mess
Call homicide, take the case to court
Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun
I'm her number one chalk outline on the floor
4. Mix Tape
I got a twenty-dollar bill
That says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
and the way you always criticize the Smiths.
and Morrissey.
And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you'd grow up.
This is the first song for your mix tape.
It's short just like your temper,
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.
I got a twenty-dollar bill
that says no one's ever seen you without makeup.
You're always made up.
And I'm sick of your tattoos
And the way you don�t appreciate Brand New
And me.
And I know that you're a sucker for anything acoustic.
But when I say let's keep in touch,
I hope you know I mean I wish that you�d grow up
This is the first song for your mix tape
And it�s short just like your temper
But somewhat golden like the afternoons
We used to spend before you got too cool.
Yeah, but I wish you were my shadow
5. Failure By Design
Watch you, on the one's and two's.
Through a window in a well lit room.
Become a recluse.
And I blame myself cause I make things hard and your just trying to help.
And when I wake up, your the first to call.
This is one more late night basement song.
And I'm so sore, my voice has gone to hell, and this is one more sleepless
night,
Because we don't believe in filler baby.
If I could I'd sit this out.
(This is over when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
And every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I got
to race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too.)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
So I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder, I'm another day late and
one year older.
it's failure by design.
And we just want sleep, but this night is hell.
I'm sick and sunk and I blame myself because I make things hard and your
just trying to help.
I got no gas,I'm winding out my gears.
This is one more day on the verge of tears.
And now my head hurts and my health is a joke.
And now I got to stop cause the headphones broke.
And we don't believe in filler.
Baby, if I could I'd sit this out.
(This is over, when I say it's over.)
This is a lesson in procrastination.
I kill myself because I'm so frustrated.
And every single second that I put it off, means another lonely night I
gotta race the clock.
(I ignore it and it ignores me too)
What say we go and crash your car?
And every time I leave you go and lock the door.
And I walk myself picking at a chip on my shoulder.
I'm another day late and one year older, it's failure by design.
I'm out of everything.
No one sleeps until we get this shit out on the shelves.
It's late, I'm faltering.
but this time I got nothing to say besides...
DO DO DO, DO DO DO
6. Last Chance to Lose Your Keys
I cashed in all my chips tonight and combed my hair till it was just right.
Cause I've been thinking about you and me girl, and we got something going on.
You told me you can't wait to see me and then you didn't bother to even show up.
This whole situation is incredibly typical, I should have seen it all along.
It's girls like you that make my think I'm better
off at home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight.
I won't be thinking about you baby.
You call me on the phone, and you don't even want to talk.
You're staring at me from across the room then turn your back when I walk up.
We got inches away, and I never even got close.
So leave your lipstick at home.
Don't pick up the phone.
Don't bother to look in my direction.
I should have seen it all along.
It's girls like you that make me
think I'm better off home on a Saturday night with all my doors locked up tight.
I won't be thinking about you, baby.
Forget everything you think you know about me.
This isn't highschool
this isn't highschool
this isn't highschool
this isn't highschool
this isn't highschool...
7. Logan to Government Center
Consider this a letter that I never sent
However inconsiderate it seems
Do you still consider me,
consider me the boy you laughed with
or that you learned to live without?... I suck,
I know I'm late,
I know you waited
You wouldn't get me on the phone
And you couldn't make me not alone
My phone bills stacked up by my bedside,
with your picture, you're looking surprised
You're what makes New England so great
My island nights are all spent dying
Wait for summer to become wrought with lips,
my wishful thinking
You wouldn't get me on the phone
And you couldn't make me not alone
(Yeah we can be)
Yeah you're a blue eyed lightning bolt
(Yeah we can be)
I'm a national phenomenon
(You wouldn't get me on the phone)
Nothing's absolutely definate til it's absolutely, definately gone (definately gone)
I never thought this day would end (never thought this day would end)
I never thought tonight could ever be this close to me (close to me)
So let my hands stray past that boundaries of your back
to get you breathing (get you breathing)
And get this started (get this started)
Yeah we can be, yeah we can be
You wouldn't get me on the phone
(Yeah we can be)
Yeah you're a blue eyed lightning bolt
(Yeah we can be)
I'm a national phenomenon
(You couldn't make me not alone)
Nothing's absolutely definate til it's gone
8. The No Seatbelt Song
So, it's sad that doesn't suit you now.
And me fresh out of rope...
Please ignore this lisp, I never meant to sound like this.
So take me and break me and make me strong like you.
I'll be forever grateful to this and you.
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose it's only you.
Fix me to a chain around your neck and wear me like a nickel.
Even new wine served in old skins will cheapen the taste.
I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me.
I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised.
Do you understand?
It's only you, beautiful.
Or don't want anyone.
If I can choose, it's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect eyes will have perfect aim.
If I can choose, it's only you.
We're wrecking and I'm dry like a drum...when you scream
so fine I'll leave... we're spent... we've got time and trials...
measured in miles... we slave for days (and weeks).
It's only you, beautiful.
Or I don't want anyone.
If I can choose. It's only you.
But how could I miscalculate... perfect lies from a perfect dame.
If I can choose... it's only you.
9. Seventy Times 7
Back in school they never taught us
what we needed to know
Like how to deal with despair
of someone breakin your heart
For twelve years I've held it all together
but a night like this is beggin to pull me apart
I played it quiet left you deep in conversation
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen
I remember I kept thinking
that I know you never would
And now I know I want to kill you
like only a best friend could
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to...
As if it happening wasn't enough
I got to go and write a song
just to remind myself how bad it sucked
Ignore the sun, covers over my head
Wrote a message on my pillow that says
"Jesse, stay asleep in bed"
Don't apologize (I hope you choke and die!)
Search your cell for something which to hang yourself
They say you need to pray
if you want to go to heaven
But they don't tell you what to say
when your whole life has gone to Hell!
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to...
(and I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
(and I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to...
So is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
Have another drink and drive yourself home
I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
and again when your head goes through the windshield
Is that what you call tact?
You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
So let's end this call and end this conversation
And is that what you call a getaway?
Tell me what you got away with
Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
when you say "best friends" means friends forever
Is that what you call a getaway?!!
Tell me what you got away with!!
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish!!
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids!!
Have another drink and drive yourself home!!
I hope there's ice on all the roads!!
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
then when your head goes through the windshield!!
(I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
(and I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to...
(I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to everything you do
(and I can't let you let me down again)
Everyone's caught on to...
10. Secondary
And it comes down to you
Never and ever, wrecked his day
Looks and flirts and midnight in your shortest skirt
Past the point of trying, I'm a dying breed
Thank you for reminding me of all the things I've done completely wrong
Stop these looks and letters
This isn't for the better,
you've stripped me down
It's for the worse
You're not my girl
(can't recall, I can't recall all the times)
I can't recall all the times
that she talked down to you
Letter's come again
Stop the circulation
to my legs and break my bones
Dateless and late
I'm better by myself at home
Past the point of trying and I'm dying here
Secondary laughs at every word
I know came out completely wrong
Stop these looks and letters
This isn't for the better,
you've stripped me down
It's for the worse
You're not my girl
(can't recall, I can't recall all the times)
I can't recall all the times
that she talked down to you
Letter's come again
And it's my last semester
And brothers always come first
It's my last semester (it's my last semester)
At least until next winter (at least until next winter)
But I'm sure that I'll be over this by then
Better scenes... I wish you'd seen me
Better off if I just let it be
Better pretend it don't matter
Better of if I could have her
Better days since the day I met her
I'd better hope she got my letters
Better off in two year stretches