Here I am, once again. My feet sway over the deep end. This edge I'm sitting on seems Lonely, too. I guess it's true, just what they say, This town kills
Nah nah nah... I've got a plan You think it's possible To lead this band Doing the same, the same routine Doing the same, the same routine again Can
These waves wash over me. It cannot be the undertow is me. Call me, call me Mr. Pain. As I go insane, the barbed wire cuts my veins. People say that
She slips out of bed. It's 6 in the morning. She kisses my head Without even a warning. She thinks I'm sleeping. But I watch her slowly dress. I rot
Waking, shaking, it's 4 a.m., I can't sleep You're on my mind again These games, you play, got my dice rolling in the wrong way Over before it all begins
I've got to find a way to trick myself and think everything's OK. Until then, I will fool you all. The simple things, I'll never let you see. Impossible
[Originally by Soul Asylum] Grandfather watches the grandfather clock And the phone hasn't rang for so long And the time flies by, like a vulture in
So much smaller on my own. So much weaker when alone. Here's my submission to you. I'm beggin', please, why don't you hurt me? I'm beggin', please, just
The moon in it's red light, I know it's not right. It's just pretend. And you, as you sleep tight, I'll protect you from bed bug bites. As trains, they
Another wasted day, another moment slips away Spent on video games and this guitar that I play Now I know it's not just me You say your favorite song
You whispered so softly Then smiled at me from across the room I'm shy and you're real scared But we were talking soon You opened your eyes so wide I
Here I am, writing another stupid song about you I've got these 4 chords, stuck in my head I know you don't deserve them, You need a symphony instead
He stands all alone wanting to go home Wishing he could stop playing the game But he just stares in space and with a blank look on his face Trying desperately
A better man once said His name is something frozen At the fork in the road Always take the one less chosen I tried to follow suit I tried to choose my
Now you say you're going away, leaving on a plane But your memory remains Our only contact is this telephone These phone lines where I keep my home Are
With plans for everything, I go out on the road I'm leaving just one thing, with no contact but a phone A phone call won't keep you warm at night I need
Why do emo kids always have to be so damn sad? Is it something at school or is it your mom and dad? If you're emo today, will you be emo tomorrow? If
Bright and sunny day, The sun shines on my face Fields of grain are flying past my eyes On an endless road, Where it stops I'll never know I'm orchestrating
