1. |
American Counterpoint
04:04
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At 10:25 we make our moves, I head towards your room
How fierce of me to slip right through the hall past 202.
As I recall, every hour of that day you shot me looks
And lines inviting me to the best of times,
Cause your honest smile inspires mine.
You think you’re acting cute
Well darling here’s the truth
I will hold my head up while I hold yours down.
Open curtains and the moon
Shine line upon my cue
For every line I haven’t written yet
Regarding you.
I’ll let it slide; she’s in the room
We’ll have our screen time soon
How fierce of us to misconstrue this monumental evening.
I recall, you pulled my tie and tongue,
Your heartbeat raced my tired lungs.
You pulled and push it came to shove
Out the window’s not enough.
You think you’re acting cute
Well darling here’s the truth
I will hold my head up while I hold yours down.
Open curtains and the moon
Shine line upon my cue
For every line I haven’t written yet
Regarding you.
Let’s sink ‘till we hit the bottom
I was once loving more than you
You’re someone else’s problem.
Sleep it off dear,
Your harsh remarks won’t get you far
It’s condescending, it’s never ending.
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2. |
Boyfriend's Car
03:55
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Lately I’ve been depressed
I’m swimming in your pool all by myself
I’ve been waking up for work but sleeping in ‘till 12.
Your friends seem pretty upset
They really like your house but won’t come in
So pour them all a glass they won’t forget
I was always told that they would like that.
They would like that.
I’m sitting on the roof of your boyfriend’s car
I’m digging up the truth, probably won’t get far
And I notice, I notice that you cut the brakes.
I’m sitting on the roof of your boyfriend’s car
I’m digging up the truth, probably won’t get far
And I notice, I notice that you cut the brakes.
Lately I’ve been my best
I’m eating all your food and sleeping in
But every time you invite me upstairs I get real scared.
Call it my fear of heights
If your mom is sound asleep does it make this right?
I would love it if your cat would stop scratching your door tonight.
I would like that.
I’m sitting on the roof of your boyfriend’s car
I’m digging up the truth, probably won’t get far
And I notice, I notice that you cut the brakes.
I’m sitting on the roof of your boyfriend’s car
I’m digging up the truth, probably won’t get far
And I notice, I notice that you cut the brakes.
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3. |
Ordinary Threat
03:24
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You’re sitting around and thinking what you’re gonna do
You might be thinking just who you wanna screw.
You’ll find the finer points of life in unexpected places
You’ll try and try but you won’t find me.
You said the joker was your biggest fan
You didn’t say he was your hired hand
Well the end is coming
The world starts running
Eyes looking left was just part of your plan.
I wonder where you think you’re coming from
Or did you think you’ve got a loaded gun
But I’m not an ordinary threat.
Give it up my friend so kind and vicious
The more you talk, the more pretentious
Your words grow, I’ve got to end this now.
And enough of this late night altercation
What a waste of words, sophistication
Can I step into your head to see what’s left?
You said the joker was your biggest fan
You didn’t say he was your hired hand
Well the end is coming
The world starts running
Eyes looking left was just part of your plan.
I wonder where you think you’re coming from
Or did you think you’ve got a loaded gun
But I’m not an ordinary threat.
I won’t
I can’t
I’m not.
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4. |
Due North
03:41
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There’s comfort in the way
the streetlights look at night
caught between the winter’s hold
and midnight glow of highway 24
I didn’t mean a single word that I said
So incomplete and desolate
I guess I just like to feel cold
Reading on, your writing’s gotten worse than mine
Oh I pray for your sake that colors comfort you.
You’ve been detached from pulling back
But from inside it’s safe to say.
There’s comfort in the way
the streetlights look at night
caught between the winter’s hold
and midnight glow of highway 24
I didn’t mean a single word that I said
So incomplete and desolate
I guess I just like to feel cold.
Wander back home
Find shelter from the snow
seeking out the friendship of the wreckage overgrown
Decide that you don’t
want anybody else inside your fabricated
far and wasted, foreign hated, fortuned heart of stone
try to see the light
but get caught up in the tide
of people always hurried rushing by
Feel Cold
Feel Home
Just like a rose, of which I’ll never know.
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5. |
Can't and Won't
04:12
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A ghost
Broke out of a hanging frame
Is crashing on the couch again
Ask him if it bothers me.
And even if it take a blade to my throat
After writing notes and blowing smoke
Monday morning had its hopes
So tempting yet so solemn.
Another wasted night, a useless fight, a sharpened knife.
It’s just like a rose
A road trip alone
May always finds it’s way to pull me apart.
But now that I know
That all of these wolves
Are after the same exact thing as me.
You think I should know
Every word that passes through your pompous lips
but you’ve
got your trigger finger close to your hip
in case things start to
go my way.
Now I am not afraid the dark anymore
I’ve got a better attitude
and finding out that I’ve got so much more to offer
I know you’ve got the best intentions
but something tells me that I should mention
all of the lights of your high rise life
make things a little too bright for me
It’s just like a rose
A road trip alone
May always finds it’s way to pull me apart.
But now that I know
That all of these wolves
Are after the same exact thing as me.
You think I should know
Every word that passes through your pompous lips
but you’ve
got your trigger finger close to your hip
in case things start to
go my way.
Bridge:
Call me Ted Hughes
I’ll let your garden grow at night
And if you so choose
That you don’t need me to keep you warm.
I can’t and won’t change (for her or for you or for me or for him)
I’m the best me that you’ll get
If you don’t agree then go join her…
It’s just like a rose
A road trip alone
May always finds it’s way to pull me apart.
But now that I know
That all of these wolves
Are after the same exact thing as me.
You think I should know
Every word that passes through your pompous lips
but you’ve
got your trigger finger close to your hip
in case things start to
go my way.
This went too fast
I’m glad you’re home
We can’t forget
That vicious road.
That ghost is me
And you’re a light
From a car that won’t
Slow down in time.
Call me Ted Hughes
If you so choose
Call me bad news.
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