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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
I've got a book of matches
I've got a can of kerosene I've got some bright ideas involving you and me I don't blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me I shat the bed and laid there in it Thinking of you wide awake for days Wide awake for days And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain You couldn't crack a smile I didn't catch your name I don't blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me I swear it's not contagious In four short steps we can erase this Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse those crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one I'm like a broken record I've got a needle scratching me It injects the poison of alcohol I.V. I don't blame you for walking away I'd do the same if I saw me I swear it's not contagious I swear to God it's not contagious Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Lake Michigan and rinse those crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one This could be love - love for fire This could be love - love for fire This could be love - love for fire This could be love for fire forevermore Step one -- slit my throat Step two -- play in my blood Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house Step four -- stop off at Berkeley Marina and rinse those crimson hands You took me hostage and made your demands I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one One by one |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
In the shadows where the heads hang low
You hear the voices as the wind blows Asking can't you see? Reminding you to breathe It's only time before it catches up To you and all your broken luck I've found a better way To get even with my memory In the darkness where the angels cry Give us water, give us back our lives Our bed's this concrete floor And it's all we have left to live for A day we'll never face, we're only Second-handed, sick, and lonely Fighting back the tears And every urge to Van Gogh both our ears That's it, we've had enough Please turn that fucking radio off Ain't nothing on the air wave in the despair we feel In the shadows where the heads hang low You hear the voices as the wind blows Asking can't you see? Reminding you to breathe It's only time before it catches up To you and all your broken luck I've found a better way To get even with my enemies That's it, we've had enough Please turn that fucking radio off Ain't nothing on the air wave in the despair we feel That said, We've had enough Put Walk Among Us on and turn it up Ain't nothing on the air wave in the hatred we feel This is our biggest fear The only tunes that we hear Come via antenna to your car radio Oh no, no, no That's it, we've had enough We've had enough |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
You're in the next room sleeping and
I'm shouting out a song for you I shouldn't wake you over the furnace, but I should swear to someone you'd have loved every note So dream a good one tonight I'll listen to the bad ones when they come Get up in my ear 'till I hear every word Every turn of your tongue, I will tighten my grip No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories straight down, down, down No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories down I was getting bored with hurting myself If you fall down enough, well soon enough, you will find hell It can't be as?as pretty as we hoped it would be It's not even warm here, not even ten degrees This bed is too big to sleep in, and I'm dying just to feel you breath You couldn't see across the ocean, but I was turning over 'till the vampires sleep So dream a good one tonight I'll listen to the bad ones when they come Get up in my ear 'till I hear every word Every turn of your tongue, I will tighten my grip No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories straight down, down, down No one could tell even if I fell 100 stories down I was getting bored with hurting myself If you fall down enough, well soon enough, you will find hell It can't be as?as pretty as we hoped it would be It's not even warm here, not even ten degrees Dream a good one tonight Dream a good one tonight Dream a good one tonight Dream a good one tonight I was getting bored with hurting myself So dream a good one tonight I was getting bored with hurting myself So dream a good one tonight I was getting bored with hurting myself So dream a good one tonight I was getting bored with hurting myself |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
I've got a dying urge to feel the way you do
Too close for comfort, bed and breakfast in a spoon The shortest breath of your young life A long walk home on Friday night You made one last stop at the store So close to perfect, swear to hell, thought it was you This bouncing baby boy's now turning baby blue I've got your pictures on my walls I've got a long list of calls I must make to your existing family You had nine lives and one by one you chewed 'em up Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much This won't take long, you said, I'm not going far Go wait in the car Go wait in the car I often wonder what it feels like to be you A mess like this stuck on your hands with crazy glue Ran out of time, no kiss goodbye Wish I could learn to let this sleeping dog die without lying to myself You had nine lives and one by one you chewed 'em up Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much This won't take long, you said, I'm not going far Go wait in the car Go wait in the car You had nine lives and one by one you chewed 'em up Your final coffin nail's been driven far too much This won't take long, you said, I'm not going far Go wait in the car Go wait in the car |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
I put it all on black,
no color you're all dressed in And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor And I'm mourning the death, the recent passing of your insides I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you I put it all in back of my mind where I hold you I'm just trying to keep track how far back it really goes And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens I'm just trying to relax as the killer's waiting right outside my door What's black and white? What's read all over? This tired book, this organ donor Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree It hasn't rained in years I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know I put them all in black, the four walls of my bedroom And I trimmed them in red, peeled your picture off the wall And I'm living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat That arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you What's upside down? What's coated in silver? This crucifix is my four leaf clover Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree It hasn't rained in years I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home And where that is, I'm pleased as piss to say, I'll never really know One of these days, it's gonna catch up to you Throwing looks like those around One of these nights, I promise to you I'll soon be sleeping sound As soon as I leave town |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
Emma appeared like an angel
Emma fell like rain Into my lap like a heart attack, like lightning from her name I'm running dry of bad excuses Don't want to lie or seem intrusive But time hasn't told me anything, and neither has she A poinsettia in poison rain Traded true love for insult and injury We washed it down the drain with one silver bullet and two vicodin With two vicodin Emma woke up in darkness, suitcase already packed Note on the bedstand signed in blood, 'Sincerely, never coming back.' A nightmare on my street the day she arrived A nightmarish household in which she died, because it made her feel at home Somehow made me feel at home A poinsettia in poison rain Traded true love for insult and injury We washed it down the drain with one wooden stake through the heart and two vicodin A poinsettia in poison rain Traded true love for insult and injury We washed it down the drain with one silver bullet and two vicodin We watched the sun fall crown on a city that sleeps in a world upside down A slow ticket straight out of town You went out with a bang when you took with you all my dreams underground With you all my dreams underground |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
There's no mystery no more,
just no talking to you Guess you had other things in store Guess I felt I was through I answered every question as accurately as I could I don't hear from you no more, but I get the message You crashed your car through my front door, I pulled you from the wreckage You told me that you missed me But you meant with the grill and hood you'd kill me if you could And if it's okay, I'll just grab my shit and leave I won't say one word, I'll keep my tricks up my sleeve Flew off of the handle, you opened fire on me Put me down, put me out of misery I'm fatally yours You set fire to me that night, you lit and left me burning Out of my mind, but in my sights, I saw the tables turning I had a friend that needed me You made a wish that won't come true, nand now it's killing two And if it's okay, I'll just grab my shit and leave I won't say one word, I'll keep my tricks up my sleeve Flew off of the handle, you opened fire on me Put me down, put me out of misery I'm fatally yours I'm fatally yours I'm fatally yours I'm fatally yours |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
I know it's dark here, you know that I'm scared too
For some reason right now, of everything but you Right now you're all that I recognize You know I came here when I needed your soft voice I needed to hear something that sounded like an answer Now I wait here, and sometimes I get one It's nothing I'll forget when the moon gets tired You are stuck to me everyday Believe in what I am because it's all I have today And tomorrow who knows where we'll be From here I can hardly see a thing But I will follow anyone who brings me to you For now, forever, for on and on and on You know it starts here, outside waiting in the cold Kiss me once in the snow, I swear it never gets old But I will promise you I can make it warmer next year You know I came here when I needed your soft voice I needed to hear something that sounded like an answer Now I stay here, and everyday I get one It's nothing I'll forget when the moon gets tired You are stuck to me everyday Believe in what I am because it's all I have today And tomorrow who knows where we'll be From here I can hardly see a thing But I will follow anyone who brings me to you For now, forever, for on and on and on So go plug in your electric blanket We can stay in 'till our southern summer wedding day Go plug in your electric blanket We can stay here |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
It's everything that I can do right now
To not think about you moving further off with every passing second And every night of this lonely summertime I feel you missing from my heart, a part was kidnapped from my soul Well I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin Well I can hardly wait until I feel that thrill my heart that starts inside your eyes And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue Yes I will, yeah, yeah Yes I will The night is aging as the sun warms your face Won't you turn around and stay for good, the air is getting much too cold I am nervous and anxious, it really counts this time And you know all my favorite singers have stolen all of my best lines Well I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin Well I can hardly wait until I feel that thrill my heart that starts inside your eyes And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue Yes I will, yeah, yeah Yes I will, yeah, yeah Yes I will Someday I'll burn this bed Only two feet wide, but where I'll hide for the next 17 days I will ask myself, 'How badly do I want this?' I really want this Well I can hardly wait until I get the sun and your lips both pressing on my skin Well I can hardly wait until I feel that thrill my heart that starts inside your eyes And a song in my head that burns so good on my tongue Yes I will, yeah, yeah Yes I will, yeah, yeah Yes I will |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
So it began this way,
I can't recall how it got started So it began this way, I don't recall a thing And all in all I guess it's for the better If you don't remember anything, sit and sing There was a time when everything we did seemed second nature There was a time when everything we did seemed free And all in all I guess it's for the better If you don't remember anything, sit and sing And I wanted you to know It was you that we were thinking of as we quietly died in the snow A place we'd never leave A place we'd never want to call home A place we'd call a final resting place in pieces So we began this way, I don't recall where we got started And so we end this way no trace of us in spring All in all, I guess it's for the better if you just can't feel a fucking thing Fall asleep and die And I wanted you to know It was you that we were thinking of as we quietly died in the snow A place we'd never leave A place we'd never want to call home A place we'd call a final resting place in pieces And I wanted you to know It was you that we were thinking of as we quietly died in the snow A place we'd never leave A place we'd never want to call home A place we'd call a final resting place in pieces |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
A train appeared in town one night
For some of us it changed our lives A few of us never saw it coming Then like the fire it disappeared It happens at a wonderful age With the traffic lights your mind can change We made up rules to follow for good No wonder we're fucked up, some of us did Tonight never ends if we never go inside The moon is always full Your calendar is always pinned on summertime Were you planning on staying forever? You don't fit in this hole, or don't you remember? Hold your breath Walk, don't run through the graveyard A train appeared in town one night For some of us it saved our lives A few of us never saw it coming Then like the fire we disappeared It happens at a wonderful age With the traffic lights your mind can change We made up rules to follow for good No wonder we're fucked up, some of us did I'm just scared I might never say goodbye I won't be around to hold you down Pry open your ears and ask you why Were you planning on staying forever? You don't fit in this hole, or don't you remember? Hold your breath Walk, don't run through the graveyard Is this why you've worked so hard? Is this why you've run so far? Same place, same hello, same goodbye Helps you pick through beat up insides Were you planning on staying forever? You don't fit in this hole, or don't you remember? Hold your breath Walk, don't run through the graveyard |
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from Alkaline Trio - Good Mourning (2003)
It's about time that I came clean with you
I'm no longer fine, I'm no longer running smooth I though that I found myself under something new Just one more line I repeat over and over again 'Till I'm blue in the face with a choking regret Because I talk in circles 'round you on my bed Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside When you left that night It's about time that you got sick of me No longer fun, and so far from interesting I thought that I found me a cure for feeling old Just one more line to keep me sleeping loudly and cold In disgraced with a shameful regret As I talk in tongues to myself in my bed Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside When you left that night And all that followed fell like mercury to hell Somehow we lost our heads for the last time And all that followed fell like mercury to hell Somehow we lost our heads for the last time And I don't dream since I quit sleeping And I haven't slept since I met you And you can't breathe without coughing at daytime And neither can I So what do you say? Your coffin, or mine? |
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