Seven Mary Three Lyrics

Cumbersome

She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now
You know I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall

I have become cumbersome to this world
I have become cumbersome to my girl

I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
But my old stone face can't seem to break her down
She remembers bridges, burns them to the ground

I have become cumbersome to this world
I have become cumbersome to my girl

Too heavy too light
Too black or too white
Too wrong or too right
Today or tonight cumbersome
Too rich or too poor
She's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome

No, yeah
No, no, no
No, no, no, yeah

There is a balance between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance
Life has become cumbersome

Too heavy too light
Too black or too white
Too wrong or too right
Today or tonight cumbersome
Too rich or too poor
She's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome

No, yeah
No, no, no
No, no, no, yeah
Your life has become cumbersome...

Water's Edge

"Don't go there" I heard her say
"You can't stomach what you're going to see"
It's down there, by the water's edge
Wasted and bloated and waiting for someone else

Funny how, these little things come about
When you're tied to the teeth and mouth
No sound or fury, no shot of pain
There was no real reason, no gain

I can't go down to the water's edge
I didn't do it, I saw who did it
Don't go down to the water's edge
They did it once and they can do it again

It ain't no secret to me
How she got there down by the stream
I'd seen her a minute before the van pulled up and opened
The door (took all my love)

But I can't say a single word
About what I saw of her
Her killers, they got their friends
In familiar places, I tell you man

This ain't no fucking game
And I'm feeling so ashamed
Because I didn't do anything

I didn't do a thing

I swear

Orange Ave

Peel

I'm going back to Virginia
If it's not too late, to make my break
Maybe Carolina
Near the company of Grace
If I find New Orleans
You know my will just fades
When I see all my people
On the Esplanade
If the O-town humour
Shines on my estate
Let them peel me like an orange
Taste the sugar of my

Going back to beginnings
I'm on call, to tell you all
There's a paranoid loose
In the urban shopping mall
All the perfect people on Orange Ave
They're all right
All the ugly ones who tried to run you through
They're all right

If you can stand yourself and sleep tonight
Let them peel you like an orange
Taste your shivering insides

Over Your Shoulder

There's a mark on my back
From my last heart attack
A whiskeymouthbottleneckcardstack

There's a source, of course
She says: It's whispering at night
Like air leaks from a tire
The truth outruns your lies (life)

If you jump track, thinking' it's over
Remember
Sooner or later it's over your shoulder

I've got a bigmechanicmouth
It resonates with sound
A forkedmetallictongue
It's green with what it's found

Spin my head around
For a different view
You can't look straight ahead
To see what's in front of you

If you jump track, thinking it's over
Remember
Sooner or later it's over your shoulder

Chasing You

No communication with you
Words don't believe
The things they mean
Mean what you say
Say who you are

No communication with you
This silence is thick
But listen close
I'm crawling through
Your radio

I can't keep a thought
Am I
Chasing you, chasing you out
Chasing you, chasing you out

No communication with you
Tired of things
We can't control
We want them fixed
Compatible

No communication with you
The moment you leave
The truth explodes
From underneath
Her hiding place

I can't keep a thought
Am I
Chasing you, chasing you out
Chasing you, chasing you out

It's make believe
It's in your mind
Always in your mind
It's deafening
Distance between
Conditioning
You and I

I can't keep a thought
Am I
Chasing you, chasing you out
Chasing you, chasing you out

Each Little Mystery

She's got a ticket
But you need more than a ticket to get you there
You need a string of good intentions
And an easy burn
Maybe some good luck
With the cash tucked in the back of your pocket
Maybe it's still not enough to ease your pain
You get tired and say fuck it

Each little mystery is safe in your heart
You've got to wonder, is moving on the best that you can do
Need to have a little conversation
Find the truth behind the questions that are haunting you

She says there's motivation
Tucked into the crease between the seats
I looked through the box
For cigarettes, maps, keys
There's so much room in here
You can put your feet straight out the dash
She turns the radio on
Pulls me close to hear me laugh

Each little mystery is safe in your heart
You've got to wonder, is moving on the best that you can do
Need to have a little conversation
Find the truth behind the questions that are haunting you

She rests her hand along the space
Between my neckline and my back
I can feel her fingers running' through the feelings
I didn't think I had
Like, maybe this road we're on
Is the very thing that's come between us
Maybe it's the highway
To the very place that might just save us

Each little mystery is safe in your heart
You've got to wonder, is moving on the best that you can do
Need to have a little conversation
Find the truth behind the questions that are haunting you

Each little mystery is safe in your heart
You've got to wonder, is moving on the best that you can do?
I hear you've got a little education
It's not enough to satisfy what's haunting you

In-Between

Hey man:
You're so complicated and mean
Maybe your system needs adjustment
She is a famous people collector
I'm juggling J-O-B the Judger

Maybe the words don't mean a thing
They never fill the dead man's shoes
Who killed the culture-hero trip
If it was me then it was you

You can be intimidating when
People think you're complicated
How could you be so in-between
What they want and what you need

"Man, you're so complicated and mean"
The young Mustafa cleaner said
"Don't waste your mojo on a curse
Politic your angry reason out of bed"

And if your words mean anything
Make them a positive foundation
Back it up with what you do
Wring the love out of frustration

You can be intimidated when
People think you're complicated
How could you be so in-between
What they want and what you need

Joliet

"Joliet," she says, "is the darkest part of a man�"
It's angry and slick
Into her letters writes
Through herself each time
She thinks of him

Trips her way down south
Into mystery's mouth
And he follows her there
It's what she doesn't say
That makes you want to stay
And try to comfort her

I talked to the cousins of people who knew you
I asked them the questions they expected to hear
Like maybe a killing went down in your town
Maybe it's the prison
Or the birth of barbed wire

"Joliet," she says, "is the darkest part of a man�"
It's shaped like liberty's bell
Cracked and common law
And stretched out over its flaws
Like an ink-less well

The hanging judge in town
Records her comments down
She saves the crowd the truth -
And deals with it herself
Fills that hollow well
With nothing left to prove

I talked to mountains and streams that pushed through there
I talked to the trees that had no fruit to bear
To the colourless people that sat there
Beneath her
Curled up, stared

I talked to the cousins of people who knew you
I asked them the questions they expected to hear
Like maybe a killing went down in your town
Maybe it's the prison
Or the birth of barbed wire

Joliet

Super-Related

Super-Related and
I think it's bigger than books when
Reality steps in
She's a gun with a gun

Super-Related and
I can feel you pull through me
Reality surely
Leaves the choice in our hands

I could be chemical, I could be a plasticproxypriest
He's got more ends than means, more wants than needs

Super-Related and
I can see one Holy Roller
Keeps looking over his shoulder
But there's nobody there

Super-Related is
Like a cosmic communion
It's the holiest union
That could ever exist

What if we're aeroplanes?
I would be a fire in the sky
It's always do or die or hit the ground

Super-Related is
All the lovers and has-beens
Teaching the comers and kingpins
How to live with mistakes

Super-Related is
Like a cosmic communion
It's the colourless union
Of all the love in the world

What if we're aeroplanes?
I would be a fire in the sky
It's always do or die or hit the�

Ground

Flagship Eleanor

I've got a tricked-out receiver
And I think it's built to win
I've got one chance to receive her voice
Translucent, delicate

Breakdown! Breakout! Eleanor
I think your loneliness is code
It symbolises every man
Who's empty as a hole

Eleanor, I'm waiting for you

I've got a number to call you back
But I think "leave well-enough alone"
I chased a shoestring to a heart attack
Closeted everything I own

Come down! Crash land! Eleanor
I think your loneliness is code
It symbolises every man
Who's empty as a hole

Eleanor, I'm waiting for you

Flagship
Come down
Crash land
My town

Eleanor, I'm waiting for you

Southwestern State

Been dragging this mask
All over town
With my face still in it
No one saw that I did it

Things they've done to me
You would never believe
Believe me they're true
Things I've had to do

To get next to you
I need a straightaway ticket
To a south-western state
Have I broke all the rules that I've made

Been dragging this past
All over town
With my life still in it
Every single minute

Things I've done to me
You would never believe
Believe me they're true
Things I've had to do

To get next to you
I need a straightaway ticket
To a south-western state
Have I broke all the rules that I've made

Hang On

So you're sticky and you're young and your head is like a sponge
Go to keep yourself, keep you from becoming one

Get up off of your knees

You feel a tick in your stomach and it's eating towards your heart
A subtle, constant shiver from the bottom to the top

Get up off of your knees
Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering

As revealed in the end there are parallels in life
If there's fission in the bomb then there's fission in your mind

Don't melt down on me
Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering

Hang on to me
Don't disintegrate as you're discovering

There's a man in a dream doing laps around a lake
Busy talking to himself living/dying just the same

Don't think he was me
I believe the middle takes the man out to the edge
And then I don't want to wait

I can be a wall around you, under any covering I'll find you

Hang on to me
Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering

Paint the caves of your existence with the colours of your mind
Find a colour for commitment, one that satisfies

Sounds easy to me
I can be a wall around you, under any covering I'll find you

Hang on to me
Don't disintegrate as you're discovering

Hang on to me
Someone needs to be an anthem for the end of suffering

Blessing In Disguise

Everything's a blessing in disguise
You wear yours
I'll wear mine

Everything's a blessing in disguise
Falling to rise

The vanishing me
Is aching to be
Something you need

Thin
Thin as a strand
She stands at the edge
And pulls me back in
Thin as a strand
She stands at the edge
And does what she can
To pull me back in

Everything's a blessing in disguise
We've got time

Everything's a blessing in disguise
You're all I want
And maybe you
You don't make me say it
You don't make me say it

Thin
Thin as a strand
She stands at the edge
And pulls me back in
Thin as a strand
She stands at the edge
And does what she can
To pull me back in

Devil's Holy Joke

It will take a fancy store
For Mom and Dad
To forget what they never had

It will only take one moment
To make her believe
She's something worth trying on

A little motivation goes a long way down
Down
Down

I think a cigarette should smoke
Like the Devil's holy joke
Because he's laid one out on me

I think if everybody streamed
From their TVs to your scene
It would be OK with me

You can't keep a good thing on a string
You've got to give it room to breath
It may leave an empty space

A little motivation goes a long way down
Down
Down

In every situation
Heavy traffic
Jams his sound

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