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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
When I'm done with thinking
then I'm done with you When I'm done with crying then I'm done with you When I feel so tired then I'm done with you Everybody feels this way sometimes everybody feels this way And I do You can't hear it but I do You can't hear it but I do You're trying to convince me that what I've done's not right I get so frustrated I stay up every night You ask me for an answer I'm so tired and I'm up in the air Everybody feels this way sometimes everybody feels this way And I do You can't hear it but I do You can't hear it but I'm feeling this way just because you say I will be ignored I will be denied I could be erased I could be brushed aside I will get scared and I will get shoved down But I feel like I do because you push me around I'm starting to ignore you I've doubted you so long I'm tired of overthinking I know you don't belong Now I'm asking questions no one pushes me around Everybody feels this way sometimes everybody feels this way And I do You can't hear it but I do You don't seem angry but I do I do I do I do You don't seem angry but I do You can't hear it but I do |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
She wanted to be a cowboy,
she was shootin' 'em down, she was tramping around. He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes. "There's a nice pool at my motel - you want to go for a swim?" That night he moved in. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. At night she'd wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat, the sound of his hand on the doorknob, the sound of her heart beating in her head. He'd go out playing nickel slots, cause he knew he'd lose - She didn't know, so she couldn't choose. One night while sleeping alone in her bed, the phone rang, shewoke up, and sat up and said, "What time is it? What time is it? "Well, it's 5:30 here and it's 2:30 there, and I won't be home tonight," he said. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. Now she sits in a booth in a diner, waiting for someone to take her order, waiting for someone to come and sit down. She rubs the smudge off the photograph, puts it back into her purse. The grey sky was romantic cause he was holding her hand, he was her man. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. The time between meeting and finally leaving is sometimes called falling in love. Sometimes called falling in love. She wanted to be a cowboy, she was shootin' 'em down, she was tramping around. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
This isn't what I like to call flattery,
But I know that I believe that I've found what's true, That I've found what's you. Truthfully I I'm finding finally. Truthfully you You helped me find at last. Truthfully we Are finding out what's true. And Truthfully I am finding out what's you. Surprise, cause I was flying the plane. Surprise, cause now I'm smiling again. Surprise, cause you showed up with your parachute. Surprise, I'm kind of happy you showed up. Truthfully I I'm finding finally. Truthfully you You helped me find at last. Truthfully we Are finding out what's true. And Truthfully I am finding out what's you. Truthfully, I really can't explain, I'm floating, I'm smiling again. Truthfully, I can't ignore you, cause I've been waiting for you. Truthfully, I'm not desperate, I haven't changed my mind since we first met, But the last thing that I want to do is to tell you that I'm right for you. Truthfully I I'm finding finally. Truthfully you You helped me find at last. Truthfully we Are finding out what's true. And Truthfully I am finding out what's you. I'm finding finally. Truthfully, I'm finding out what's you. I'm smiling again. Truthfully |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
I told you I was sorry, I told you I was wrong,
I said it was an accident and don't tell anyone. But you love to circle round and round, you're so misunderstood. Yeah, you love to circle round and round & you know that we should Forget about it - Let's forget about it You lied about how much you knew, I thought you were my friend. You lied upon the mattress, c'mon tell me where you've been. You lied about this night apart, you lied about the room. If you're gonna have to lie to me then Let's forget about it Let's forget about it I'll stop crying on the mountain that we made from a molehill where we Spilt the milk. So you say this never happened, perhaps not the way I thought. Did I throw this out of focus - or was it just the way we fought? That is seemed to me you this girl, but you swear to God it's not. Let's forget about it Let's forget about it I'll stop crying, if you'll stop. I'll stop crying, if you'll stop. I'll stop crying, if you'll stop lying to me. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
I didn't come this far for you to make this hard for me.
And now you want to ask me "how"? It's like - How does your heart beat, and why do you breathe? How does your heart beat, and why do you breathe? Why did you come here? You weren't invited. You were on the outside - Stay on the outside. And now you want to ask me "why"? It's like - why does your heart beat, and how do you cry? How does your heart beat? And there are some things that I'd like to figure out. There are some things that I can do without - like you, and your letters that go on forever, and you, and the people taht were never friends. With all the things that you could be, you never could learn how to be me. And now you want to ask me "how"? It's like - how does your heart beat, and why do you breathe? How does your heart beat, and why do you breathe? |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
"It's not really poetry, but it's pretty," he said.
As he raises his voice, she lowers her head. "It makes my heart heavy, you're lonely, I think. Oh, Rose, you're sad, I suppose." "Look in her bed and she's bound to be sleeping. She's lying there dead. - No, she's breathing." Furious Rose, with your opiate eyes, your languorous hum, that tone of surprise I've heard energy in adversity. Your smile: the soul of witchery. You're not running away, You're not running - are you? Lyrically longing, she's tearing the words from the page. She's fearfully seething. "Bring me your blessings, a prayer, or a new pen. - You don't know what I need." "Look in my bed and I'm bound to be sleeping, I'm lying there dead, but I'm breathing. And I'm barely balancing as it is, And I don't want to drown in my dreams Bring me wild plums and agrimony I bet you don't even know what that means." Furious Rose with your opiate eyes, Your languorous hum, that tone of surprise. I've heard energy in adversity. Your smile: the soul of witchery. You're not running away, you're not running - are you? Gingerly peering, over his shoulder, removed herself from the room. She's terribly freezing, she always knows when to go. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
No teacher to follow, no prophet to tell me how,
But I know what I want, I know what I want now. Like water, it rushes, it's the last thing you see when you close your eyes, it's the one place you want to be. But if it doesn't brush my shoulder, and it doesn't beat my heart, that's not what I want, that's not where I will start. I never kissed somebody so that they would break my heart, that's not what I want. If you don't know what you're missing cause you don't know where to start, follow your wishing heart. I was restless, X4 I just want this to be good, X2 But you don't understand, You don't understand me, and I want to be understood. But if it doesn't brush my shoulder, And it doesn't beat my heart, That's not what I want - no, that's not where I will start. I never kissed somebody so that they would break my heart, That's not what I want. If we all leap before we crawl, we might fall, And it's not always candy spun from head to heart, And it's not always meant to be, And it's not always up to me. But if it doesn't brush my shoulders, and it doesn't beat my heart. That's not what I want, that's not where I will start. I never kissed somebody so that they would break my heart, That's not what I want. If you don't know what you're missing, 'Cause you don't know where to start, You don't know what you're missing Follow your wishing heart. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
you want to dance with the angels?
then embroider me with gold, and i will fly with the angels, and you can dance with me. sing with the angels? then show me a song and i will strum with the angels, and you can sing with me. but you want to fall fashionably in love with a woman, in love with a life you'll adore, in love with a woman you'll adore. under my wings, you'll start to ask yourself, under my wings, you'll learn to fly. under my wings, you'll come to understand how to hold on - if you want to. or you can dream of the frog legs sitting in the church in the glass, in the sand where your foot steps. or you can dream of the angels in the air - don't you see me? i float in skies, in your eyes, in your eyes. you want to dance with the angels? then embroider me with gold, and i will fly with the angels, and you can dance with me. under my wings, you'll start to look for me. under my wings, you'll want to cry sometimes. under my wings, you'll find someone to hold onto - if you want to. you want to dance with the angels? then embroider me with gold, and i will fly with the angels, and you can dance with me. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
I'm going as far as
I can go away from here Away from you Jake and the hole you've sunk me into I wish that I could belong here with you and just be but that's not all that I'm about Your life is built on accidents like meeting me You write everything down i n your grocery list people do this Even insects buzz like airplans why can't we fly away I'm going as far as I can go Your dad died cause his heart hurt arking away his forty five years dragging your mom along I don't want that netiher do you Neither do you If I am not fun and I am not interesting perhaps I am not interested in you neither are you You can't stand in front of an over cause it's warm and the fumes are dangerous I'm going as far as I can go away from here away from you Jake and the hole you've sunk me into I wish that I could belong here with you and just be but that's not all that I'm about to do |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
In an open room that echoes well, this is where I can tell you everything.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me. This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me. This is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this. You're so still, You're so safe, Appear severe, You are so nonchalant. I'm so still I'm so safe, Appear severe, I am not. This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me. This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me. I told David I won't die, and this is how I watch the sky, That is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this. You're so still, You save face. Try to erase all you feel inside. Stand still, I save face, I misplace all the feelings I can't hide. Of all the rooms I've loved before it's you I love inside this room They test me can I train my evil eye to see like they do - Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Of all the rooms I've loved before, It's you I love. This is how I meet my muse. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
I did not want to be stuck
One second longer than I had to be there, Stuck inside the door. I'm always scared I'll slam my fingers in the door Because the last time that I left I slammed my fingers in the door. When you want to get out, You get up, and walk straight to the door. Not stop and think about it, Thinking that one second longer That a car could hit me in it If I thought more than I did. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
You want to suffer and show me you're angry. Fight with your fists up or call for you mommy. You want to suffer and show me you're angry. Spend time alone, find a stick in the basement. Drink water and gold dust and live on impatience. Slaughtered for weakness, electric like static. Slaughtered, you're weak - there's no need to speak. You chang your shoelaces. I light firecrackers. You step on the sparks. You change your shoelaces, I light firecrackers. I shouldn't be any great inspiration, I never got in your way. I should never have to chase you. I was the one who got away. If you could feel the pain your confusion has caused me You would have stopped before you spoke. Listening to lies, the pain doesn't suit me. The gift that you gave me, I put it away. I couldn't look at it, it made me think of you. You get in the way. You change your shoelaces. I light firecrackers. You step on the sparks. You change your shoelaces. I light firecrackers. Spend time alone, find a stick in the basement. Drink water and gold dust and die of impatience. Electric like static, and no need to speak. It's not right, but it's not wrong. So I wrote this song. I wrote this song - is that what you want. You got what you want - does it make you feel better? With a smirk on your face and a gun at my head, You come to my place and ask to be fed. You change your shoelaces. I light firecrackers. You step on the sparks. You change your shoelaces. I light firecrackers. You get in the way. You get in the way. You want to suffer and show me you're angry. Fight with your fists up or call for your mommy. You want to suffer and show me you're angry. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Firecracker (1997)
I could be trembling when I talk to you.
I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true. I could tell a half truth, but I can not tell a lie. I could tell a story that is ten feet high. My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed; I'm a castle with broken shutters and this is not a guessing game. I could make a plea so that you and I could be we, and I could say, "Oh, it's a must that you and I should be us." All the answers I could guess, and you would be so impressed, but I would never get a "yes", cause I have not the guts to guess. My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed; I'm a castle with broken shutters and this is not a guessing game. I could be listening, but this is not a guessing game. I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same. I could be trembling, I could be afraid, I could be wallowing, wallowing when you think I've got it made. |
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from Legally Blonde (금발이 너무해) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (2001)
If I hold my breath
If I shut my eyes If I disappear Just for the afternoon If I can't help shouting If I lock you out If it's not important Completely unimportant To anyone else but me We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow If I interrupt And if I cut you off And if I like attention And other worse things I could mention We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow But if you make a mistake We're through We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow We could still belong together And together is so much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow Oh wow This I complicate I know It's just my way But "If" is the question that I ask And nothing more |
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from Reality Bites (청춘 스케치) [ost] (1994)
You say I only hear what I want to
And you say I talk so all the time- so And I thought what I felt was simple And I thought that I don't belong And now that I am leaving Now I know that I did something wrong 'Cause I missed you Yeah, I missed you And you say I only hear what I want to I don't listen hard I don't pay attention to the distance That you're running or to Anyone, anywhere I don't understand if you really care I'm only hearing negative, no no no- bad So I turned the radio on, turned the radio up And this woman was singing my song The lover's in love and the other's run away The lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay And some of us hover when we weep For the other who was dying Since the day they were born Well, this is not that I think that I'm throwing but I'm thrown And I thought I'd live forever But now I'm not so sure You try to tell me that I'm clever But that won't take me anyhow Or anywhere with you And you said that I was naive But I thought that I was strong I thought, "Hey, I can leave, I can leave" But now I know that I was wrong Cause I missed you Yeah, I missed you You said, "You caught me cause you want me And one day I'll let you go" You try to give away a keeper Or keep me cause you know You're just so scared to lose And you say, Stay You say I only hear what I want to |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
Try me on, take me home
The tags are on, it's still a loan Warranty is in the sack You can always take me back And go Window shopping again Window shopping again Scan the shelves for something red It's different, It's brighter than The ones you had to have They didn't last, they just fade And you go Window shopping again Window shopping again There's no stopping your Window shopping Window shopping again There's miles and miles Of strip mall smiles Waiting to take you home And all the conversations Not so subtle invitations But isn't that what this is all about? Oops, there's a hole in the shrink wrap You didn't notice that? Lucky you, they'll take it back The warranty is in the sack Besides, there's always something more Something better, a bigger store To go Window shopping again Window shopping again There's no stopping your Window shopping Window shopping again Try me on, take me home The tags are on, it's still a loan Warranty is in the sack You can always take me back |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
I control the sun, I turn on the stars
I make all the colors that you see as you circle me I open up the sky, I control the speed I can make the green lights flash, I can make you crash Barely makes a sound You stop when you slow down But I can't make you See things the way I see things I can't make you Feel things the way I feel them I can't wait around for you I've got better things to do 'Cause I control the sun, I cool down the heat I can make the walls spin around and raise the ground I control the world, I can make it flat I can make the water deep so I can save you from the sea Stop when you seem down Afraid that you would drown But I can't make you See things the way I see things I can't make you Feel things the way I feel them I can't wait around for you I've got better things to do I pushed every button, I pulled every string I've tried every lever, I've tried everything Barely makes a sound You stop when you slow down Now I can't make you See things the way I see things I can't make you Feel things the way I feel them I can't wait around for you I've got better things to do No, I can't make you See things the way I see things I can't make you Feel things the way I feel them I can't wait around for you I've got better things to do 'Cause I control the sun I control the sun If I can control the sun Then why can't I have you? I've got better things to do |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
Everybody go
The party's over I want to be alone in my head In my bed tonight You never show You must really love her You think I don't know But I do, yeah it's true I think over is over I'm right back where I started (when it comes to wanting you) I can't have what I wanted [Chorus] But I did, I can I was, I am Only human, living, dying Just like any fool who ever breathed If love is blind If love's a drug It always is It always was and Love was surely made for fools like me I know where I'm going I'm tripping I'm sliding around That's ok At least I'm excited It wasn't how I planned it (wasn't how I planned it Feet are where I landed At least I understand it now) My feet are where I landed (feet are staying on the ground) [Chorus] Fools like me Fools like me I did, I can I was, I am Only human, living, dying Just like any fool who ever breathed Maybe it's the sanest thing Or just the sweetest kind of dream But love was surely made for fools (Love was surely made for fools) Love was surely made for fools (Love was surely made for fools) Love was surely made for fools like me |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
what's the difference between you and me
to me it's kind of small to you it's like prison what's the difference between you and me to me it almost happens to you it almost isn't how did you become so sure your girlfriend never smiles and no one ever calls you begin to wonder if they were your friends at all you frown you take a look around you shout this will never get better but the doubt that you grow when you feel desprouted turning your field into a deeper valley Chorus you'd find (I know you'll find) the mountains aren't so high (the mountains aren't so high) if you'd only try (OooOooOooh) to do better it's 9:33 and the traffic, the stoplight somebody hits you nothing ever goes right and the gridlock nothing ever goes right and it's just a little scratch not a permanent scar it's just a tiny dent you don't need a new car it's just a little mess your dreams aren't shattered you climb up while I hold the ladder Chorus but how many times I've tried how many time I've missed and I've tried how many times I've tried how many time I've missed and I've tried when everything's so difficult I feel so alone but I find a better view on the other side of the window so that's the difference between you and me what if you believe that the grass could grow up through the snow it's possible Chorus to do better than get by Chorus to do better Chorus to do better than get by |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
Diamonds are a ritual
A prize in a Cracker Jack A name that you won't get back Diamonds are a runaround A game you can't win While you wait for your life to begin Miss the party, drink the punch The drunk ones are the lucky bunch Diamonds play single So sharp and abrasive Just look at their poor faces, it's sad It's not in the cards for them Look down at their hands You'll see nothing, just emptiness and misery Miss the party, drink the punch The drunk ones are the lucky bunch Drink till they can't tell what's wrong Drink till they can't tell what's wrong Diamonds are a piece of twine A seal on the envelope Some guarantee of hope Diamonds are just rocks that shine So I'm not the diamond kind I'll never see a diamond mine Miss the party, drink the punch The drunk ones are the lucky bunch 'Cause they can't remember when they've had such a bad time No, they can't remember when they've had such a bad time No, they can't remember when they've had such a bad time Except they make diamond rings And diamonds are the hardest things |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
If it's really love you'd follow it forever
Would you wander for me? Even though you think I'm lost and you know better Would you wander for me? Cause wandering is more than filling footprints right behind me How far would you go outside the lines if just to find me? Letting go of anything that grounds us Would you wander for me? Even though there's darkness all around us Would you wander for me? Cause I've wandered for you Wandering is more than filling footprints right behind me How far would you go outside the lines if just to find me? When you see that I have gone to the edge and way beyond Would you, would you, would you wander for me? It doesn't matter where we are, we can be our northern star Far above the earth and weather together Cause wandering is more than filling footprints right behind me How far would you go outside the lines if just to find me? When you see that I have gone to the edge and way beyond Would you, would you, would you wander for me? If it's really love you'd follow it forever Would you wander for me? |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
I probably want to hold your hand
I probably want to kiss you you'll probably misunderstand I'll probably miss you lately it seem nothing's clear I probably need my glasses you come in and out of focus I wonder if you notice Chorus I probably love you I probably love you the grass is probably green the sky is probably blue I'd probably do anything for you I probably love you you probably know just what I'm thinking you probably don't feel like I do you probably think I'm crazy it's probably true lately everything's changed I hardly know who I am my heart pounds I can't sleep I've come to this conclusion Chorus what is it about you that makes you different from the rest you touch a part of me I didn't know exsists I probably love you probably do Chorus I probably love you I probably love you probably |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
The heir is introduced
She waltzes through her ballroom Swirling in her sequins, showing off her gown She steps on her own train She falls, she cracks her jaw Aghast her husband giggles He gasps She slipped on spilled champaigne Chorus: And we crowd around the accident We want to see the worst We crowd around the accident We want to see what hurts They're leaning in the corner He's buried in a baggie They say he's mischevious sometimes She's pretty, and her elbows are so pointy They're dangerous talking in the locker room His nose bleeds so profusely But no one tell him he's the star They watch like at the movies that he's famous for CHORUS Two stories about to fall Boasting at the swing set, marching down the hall She yelled, 'cause he upset her desk Don't yell He's picking sides, he's hitching rides to school His father left in winter He's no one's son If I can poke her with a pencil, I can pop her with a gun CHORUS We think... I'm glad it wasn't me And turn up the TV And squeeze our eyes shut, but leave a space to see |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
Lucky me
how bad could it be to be alone for now to be free Oh, don't cry the time, it passes by just think of what you'll get when you're past this So is it allright if I go? Is it allright if I go? Oh, don't cry just think about the end I'll find my best friend at last Lucky me I'm ready for a ride I'll jump off and take a drive today So is it allright if I go? Is it allright if I go? Is it allright if I go? Oh, don't cry it's time to say goodbye. So is it allright if I go? Is it allright if I go? |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Way It Really Is (2004)
Oh, when I turned five I got a piece of cake,
the corner with the rose. I leaned in close, and I told him that I loved him, and he ran. It made my heart stop. It made my heart stop. Now I understand that my heart doesn't stop, even though it feels like it could explode. Now I understand that my heart doesn't stop, it beats on and on and on. And in the afternoon I put on my best swimming suit, and spied across the pool at all my friends, but I sat on the steps, in the shallow end alone because my heart stopped. It made my heart stop. I didn't get what I expected. Reached out and I got rejected. I couldn't have it cause I checked it off. Felt sad, I didn't understand it. Why would this happen to me? But my heart, it didn't stop, it beat on and on and on. Now I understand that my heart doesn't stop, even though it feels like it could explode. Now I understand that my heart doesn't stop, it beats on and on and on. |
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from You'Re Beautiful (2006)
you say i only hear what i want to
you say i talk so all the time so and i thought what i felt was simple and i thought that i don't belong and now that i am leaving now i know that i did something wrong cause i missed you yeah i missed you you say i only hear what i want to i don't listen hard i don't pay attention to the distance that you're running or to anyone anywhere don't understand if you really care i'm only hearing negative no no no so i turned the radio on i turned the radio up and this woman was singing my song the lover's in love and the other's run away the lover is crying cause the other won't stay some of us hover when we weep for the other who was dying since the day they were born well this is not that i think that i'm throwing but i'm thrown and i thought I'd live forever but now i'm not so sure you try to tell me that i'm clever but that won't take me anyhow or anywhere with you you said that i was naive and i thought that i was strong i thought hey i can leave i can leave but now i know that i was wrong cause i missed you I missed you cause you want me and one day you'll let me go you try to give away a keeper or keep me cause you know you're just scared to lose and you say stay |
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from 소울메이트 by 조진국 [ost] (2006)
Yesterday has been and gone
Tommorow will I find the sun Or will it rain Everybody's having fun Except me I'm the lonely one I live in shame I say goodbye to romance yeah Goodbye to friends I tell you Goodbye to all the past I guess that we'll meet We'll meet in the end I've been the king I've been the clown Now broken wings can't hold me down I'm free again The jester with the broken crown It won't be me this time around To love in vain I say goodbye to romance yeah Goodbye to friends I tell you Goodbye to all the past I guess that we'll meet We'll meet in the end And I feel the time is right Although I know that you just might say to me What'cha gonna do What'cha gonna do But I have to take this chance goodbye To friends and to romance And to all of you And to all of you Come on now I say goodbye to romance yeah Goodbye to friends I tell you Goodbye to all the past I guess that we'll meet We'll meet in the end And the weather's looking fine And I think the sun will shine again And I feel I've cleared my mind All the past is left behind again I say goodbye to romance yeah Goodbye to friends I tell you Goodbye to all the past I guess that we'll meet We'll meet in the end |
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from Anywhere But Here (여기보다 어딘가에) by Danny Elfman [ost] (1999)
( from anywhere but here soundtrack )
I wish for a place where the earth doesn't shake If the earth won't be still, then I will And my friends can be my family And they can be my company And I'll take them to a party and we'll have fun Can you tell me if I'm near to anywhere but here I wish for a place where it's not such a waste I can tell the girls my name It's okay although it's plain Can you tell me if I'm near to anywhere but here If I could sleep, then I could dream of what you promised me And everything would seem better than it is I wish for a place that I could go Cause everything here moves so slow Can you tell me if I'm near to anywhere but here I wish for a place where the earth doesn't shake If the earth won't be still then you and I will Can you tell me if I'm near to anywhere but here |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
I kept talking to myself I had to get the words out of my head So I did You barely said a thing You kind of heard me out and then you said You said: "You're crazy, why do you keep doing this? Everything is fine." Then I think, I'm crazy I do this all the time Until I start to think that nothing's even wrong Maybe I am Hiding in my own confusion Maybe we're just A picture in my head Maybe what if it could be The way I wish it really was Maybe I don't wanna see it The way it really is Sometimes your intentions Are totally impossible to read What does that mean? Sometimes even I Have no idea what I need I wish I did. I'm crazy Why do I keep doing this? Everything is fine. Then you think I'm crazy I do this all the time Until I start to think That something's really wrong Looking out my window At the big blue sky Lazy sun shining and so I run outside To look for you I look for you And then it starts to rain Maybe I am Is that the way it really is? Maybe we're just A picture in my head Maybe what if it could be The way I wish it really was Maybe I don't want to see it The way it really isMaybe I don't want to see it Maybe I don't want to see it The way it really is The way it really is The way it really is The way it really is |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
I was quiet, and I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up. I wanted you to make it stop, yeah I wanted you to bring me up. You were wrong, and I was right. and I wanted you to bring me up. Hmmm you know me well, this is something that I shouldn't have to tell you. We've shared humility and orange roses. And poking fun at all our friends They had their barbecues, we have our arguments. We never can agree. You said, when you don't talk you take it out on me. I was quiet, I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up. I wanted you to make it stop, yeah I wanted you to bring me up. And you were wrong and I was right. and I wanted you to bring me up. Hmmm you know me well, this is something that I shouldn't have to tell you. We took a ride, on a motorbike. I couldn't talk to you, but my arms Were wrapped around you tight. we stopped at Smokey's, We parked the bike outside. So scared to be sad, to keep the tears in And I looked up at the sky and took another ride. I was quiet, and I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up. I wanted you to make it stop, yeah I wanted you to bring me up. And you were wrong and I was right. and I wanted you to bring me up. Hmmm you know me well. We had us, is that enough? and what is it worth to you? We had us, is that enough? and what is it worth to you? You said "it's worth everything and baby take a look, It's worth all the pennies in my pocket. But I was quiet, and I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up. I wanted you to make it stop, yeah I wanted you to bring me up. I was quiet, and I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up. Hmmm you know me well, this is something that I shouldn't Have to tell you. I was quiet, and I was tired. and I wanted you to bring me up I wanted you to make it stop, yeah I wanted you to bring me up. So I was wrong and you were right. Bring me home.. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
I like things that are so good. you are so so good. I like you. but I am the underdog, I am the last in line. Don't be the enemy, don't stand in back of me. Freezing, boring, wondering where I'll be on my birthday. You kissed me in a dream last night, how could I I wouldn't know, cause I am the underdog. I am the last in line. Don't be the enemy don't stand in back of me Will you be my friend? Now I understand, that I more than like you. I am the underdog I am the last in line. Don't be the enemy don't stand in back of me I am the underdog. I am the last in line. Don't be the enemy don't stand in back of me I am the underdog. I am the last in line. Don't be the enemy, don't be the enemy. I like things that are so good, you are so so good. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
Goodbye my love, I am going. I am slowing you down. I can feel you stop breathing, when I come around. I'm slowing you down Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Love turns its back and just stands in my way. Goodbye my love, you don't get me You don't let me inside You once kept me close, when you wanted to hide You pulled me in close, just to push me aside, goodbye. Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Love turns its back just to stand in my way. Goodbye my love, I'm going away. I know you won't follow me far. Once I went out, just to look at the stars. I asked you to join me, but you were too tired. I wanted you, to see them too. Why did I let myself need you? Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Goodbye my love, I am going I am slowing you down. I can feel you stop breathing when I come around. I'm slowing you down. Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Love turns its back just to stand in my way. |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
Who do you think you are? You're talking so loud You bury the sound Of your heart that's singing out And where do you want to be? On top of the world But you're just a girl Who forgot what it's like to dream Leave everything behind But you're so tired One day you might open up your eyes and find What you've got isn't what you wanted What you need just happens to be What you've got isn't what you wanted What you need just happens to be Someone you should know You try to hide between the lines Of a story never told But I've seen you run away You're afraid of the fall The weight of it all is too much But you might change your mind If you'd stand up one day You might open up your eyes and findLa da da da... How do you keep it up? It's all just a front A dangerous stunt You're gonna come down soon enough Open up your eyes Don't be scared You might find you had it all the time What you've got is what you wanted What you need just happens to be What you tried so hard to hide It was there between the lines Of the story never told Of someone you should know What you've got is what you wanted What you need just happens to be Someone you should know What you've got is what you wanted What you need just happens to be Someone you should know |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
I walked away to get wisdom But in the end I just walked home And it drops me drops me down And I'm not feeling so good again It was the same song and it's making me sad Cause I think that it's happened And it hasn't been had And it drops me drops me down And I'm not feeling so good again And I'm injured again Yeah it's sick and I'm sucked in Yeah I'm at it again It's sick and I'm sucked in It's sick and I'm sucked in Cause I had some things so dear Slip away and leave me here And it drops me drops me down And I'm not feeling so good again Yeah it drops me drops me down And I'm not feeling so good again |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
If I hold my breath If I shut my eyes If I disappear Just for the afternoon If I can't help shouting If I lock you out If it's not important Completely unimportant To anyone else but me We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow If I interrupt And if I cut you off And if I like attention And other worse things I could mention We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow But if you make a mistake We're through We could still belong together And together is much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow We could still belong together And together is so much better We're o.k. So hey don't worry now Oh wow Oh wow This I complicate I know It's just my way But "If" is the question that I ask And nothing more |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
We need a kick start We need a quick solution We need a next step If we're really going If we're really going We sit on our couch While we watch our TV And the phone doesn't ring And it's perfect To be here playing house Is no comfort to me It's just more of the same Again and again and again We need a kick start We need a quick solution We need a next step If we're really going If we're really going Trying so hard To dig ourselves out Cause we're stuck and we're scared And we're thinking Things have to change It's the thoughts that don't count Can something be done? Don't let this decision drag on We need a kick start We need a quick solution We need a next step If we're really going If we're really going We need a big push To reach the right conclusion So we can get there If we're really going If we're really going Let's go. We need a quick solution We need a next step To reach the right conclusion We need a kick start We need a kick start |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
She's got a boyfriend All of a sudden She's never had one before She's looking for the thumbs-up When they're walking through the door She's showing him off By making him talk She's putting his hand in his pocket It shows on her face What she doesn't say What she doesn't say You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all She doesn't know that we know That we've been here before We always pay attention When she walks through the door It's the clothes that she chooses It's the words that she uses You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me at all She's trying hard to pretend That it's not really happening But we can see her smiling from afar We don't see her much anymore But we can hear her whistling As she walks to her car You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me You don't know me at all You don't know me at all You don't know me at all You don't know me at all You don't know me at all You don't know me at all |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
Is this how it ends, laying in bed Talking to a cheap tape recorder instead of my friends In bed with a low grade fever, they wanted to know how could I leave you. I can't tell them that. it might sound like revenge. Some things don't need a payback. some things are sure, some things You can't feel safe about. where do I start? I was waiting for my head to clear up. I thought I was smart I'd find the answers in time. But the answers I find, aren't what you want to hear. they're not even close. Some things don't need a payback. some things are sure Some things you can' t feel safe about. Some things don't need a clear up. You got that? I remember good things like the van breaking down. I sat on your lap in the auto repair and you touched my hair. While the heavy drops rain on the pavement outside. Don't take revenge. just let it lie. The easiest thing, is if you just let it die. Don't give me a chance. You don't owe me that. Don't follow me out, I'll think your coming for some payback Some things don't need a payback. some things are sure Some things you can't feel safe about. Some things don't need a clear up. You got that? Why did I leave? How long did it take? It could take forever Some things don't need a payback You got that, you got that? |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire Too late at night in the pitch black, out of sight And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire Not a blow out, but a screeching halt, lots of ice, no salt And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving Don't want to think about how much, and what's the limit Don't want to think about the limit and am I in it Am I in it? Am I in it? Am I in it? Am I in it? Driving I was...thinking You're my flat tire You're gonna crash, you're stupid loud You're reckless, you're spinning out And too fast driving And too fast driving And too fast driving |
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from Lisa Loeb - Cake And Pie (2002)
They pull up their chairs to the table She stares at the food on her plate At the toast and the butter Her father, her mother, she pushes away And they rise in the morning And they sleep in the dark And even though nobody's looking She's falling apart She gets home from school too early And closes the door to her room There's nothing inside her She's weak and she's tired of feeling like this And they rise in the morning And they sleep in the dark And even though nobody's looking She's falling apart They call her for dinner, she makes up a reason She looks at her arms and she rolls down her sleeves And her mother is starting to see through her lies And last night her father had tears in his eyes And they rise in the morning And they sleep in the dark And even though nobody's looking She's falling apart And we rise in the morning And we sleep in the dark And even though nobody's looking She's falling apart |
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
Sorry sir I stole your money
Sorry sir I feel but it's so so twisted So unreal It was what I'd heard of And what I didn't have But I cannot give what I do not have And I cannot take what I do not have I can't take it Don't stultify Don't hold me high Don't stultify Don't hold me high Too many things held precious Too many things held dear That's what I hate That's what I fear Too much to ask for May leave me feeling lonely But too little leaves me nothing nothing The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said It's over it's over it's over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish It's over it's over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was wet You can't give away certain things that you get From the outside To the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was There has to be more on one hand Keep your head above water on the other the other The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said It's over it's over it's over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish It's over it's over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was already wet I can forgive but I won't forget I'll wish for you I'll plead and I'll steal Hold me precious hold me dear I'll wish for you I'll sing and I'll feel Don't stultify don't hold me high Like a Gothic staple a last good bye One way to float is if you die And it's over it's over it's over It's over it's over it's over It's over it's over |
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
It’s a bad day. It’s a train ride. It’s a bad day. You’re my medicine It’s a snow day. It’s a full moon. It’s a snow day. When’d you get down to my bones? Where’ll I find that wishing stone? The beads, the records, All the calls, and the drinks alone. First by mind, then by music you’ll make this all less confusing. It’s a slow dive down, A fast distraction, A strange fall forward My lame reaction. It’s a bad day. It’s a long ride. It s a bad day. You’re my medicine It’s a sinking feeling, Pulls me through the seat of chairs. When will you come rescue me, Find solace, and then take me there? You’ll say, ’you re not too tired for this life, And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. You’re not too tired for this life, and It’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. ’ When’ d you get down to my bones? Where’ ll I find that wishing stone? The beads, the records, all the calls, and the drinks alone. It’s a bad day. Two miles to go. It’s a bad day. You’re my medicine You’ll say, ’you’re not too tired for this life, And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice You’re not too tired for this life, and it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. You’re not too tired for this life, and it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. If you fall down, if you fall down.’ You’re my medicine x4 My medicine. My medicine.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
My friend's got a bruise on his leg, A bruise on his leg Everytime you speak. My friend's got a bruise on his leg, where I press my knee Everytime you speak. Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes. Sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy. My friend's got a bruise on his arm, a bruise on his arm Everytime you speak. My friend's got a bruise on his arm, where I shove my elbow Everytime you speak. Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes,
and sometimes you tell the truth like You're pulling taffy. My friend's got a bruise on his ribs where I poke my finger Everytime you speak. My friend's got a bruise on his ribs, his rib cage is now numb Everytime you speak. Actually, bottom line, you tell the truth sometimes, And sometimes you tell the truth like you're pulling taffy. |
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
when all the stars were falling i reached up like you said all the stars were falling one hit me in the head and i fell down down down i fell down down when all the stars were falling they fell from above and i thought of hate and i thought of hate and then i thought of love i fell down down down i fell down down and i've learned how to dance from a vincent van gough and the knights were wrapped in a white sheet and now no one even says hello cuz i couldn't stand on my two feet i fell down i fell down down down down down down down now the piece you will find on your own you've found lights in the city are the stars on the ground i may not be acquainted with living in a speed zone but i could be restfull i could be someone's home if i fell down and i fell down down now all the stars have fallen
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore? do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore? do you sleep anymore? do you take plight on my tongue like lead? do you fall gracefully into bed anymore? i saw you as you walked across my room. you looked out the window, you looked at the moon. and you sat on the corner of my bed, and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head. i don't know, and i don't care if i ever will see you again. i don't know, and i don't care if i ever will be there. do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore? do you sleep, do you keep me anymore? you kick my foot under the table, i kick you back; i can't say i'm able to stand for you or fall for you ever again. wish for a perfect setting? wishing that i am letting you take me where you want me all over again? you can't give yourself absolutely to someone else. i don't know, and i don't care if i ever will see you again. i don't know, and i don't care if i ever will be there. i saw you as you walked across my room. you looked out the window, you looked at the moon. and you sat on the corner of my bed, and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head. do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore? do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore? do you sleep anymore? i don't know, and i don't care if i ever will be there.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
Skeleton boy by the side of the road. He warned me, he told me; He said, ’there’s this woman, she’s a hurricane, She will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying.’ She said, ’don’t look for holidays. Don’t look, just run away. Go suffocate, and choke your own cry. Go where the water, Where the water, seeps from the pink sky. But behead this woman, she’s a hurricane, She will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying. Remember your reflection in a pool, in a puddle.’ And the leaves sped top-speed towards me, And my image was muddled. I’m a lightheaded wonder, Don’t you see my mind slow down? I’m a lightheaded wonder Don’t you see my mind slow down? Slow down. I’ve compassion for strangers, An affinity for danger Won’t you be my sacrifice? I’m a lightheaded wonder Don’t you see my mind slow down for you? And for you? ’ No you’re a headless woman, you’re a hurricane. You will heal my heart up? No, I will heal my own heart up, because you are hurting. Cause I’m a sunburn slap upon your arm, I’ll twist you til you break, And you’re a hurricane.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes open wide. Shabby tried to comb her hair with the gift from her grandma, her blood. Tangled she got halfway. Sticky and powdered with dirt from the ground where her mamma had left her, Had left her, had left her. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes open wide, With your eyes open wide. Rusty the screen door, she opened it. Raised from the ground. Mamma left me her ring, mamma left me no family, Just barstools, and boyfriends, and whiskey at nighttime, and bedtime, Bedtime, bedtime, bedtime. I'll go with the man who looks like my father, The neighbors all tell me to go with him. He better take caution, he better take care of me, 'Cause if he don't he, better beware of me. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes closed. Those were rose-colored times on rides with your eyes open wide, With your eyes open wide, With your eyes open wide, Wide, wide, wide, Eyes open wide.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
She can’t tell me that all of the love songs have been written, ’cause she’s never been in love with you before. Your skin smells lovely like sandalwood. Your hair falls soft like animals. I’m tryin’ to keep cool, but everyone likes you. I want to kiss the back of your neck, The top of your spine where your hair hits, And gnaw on your fingertips and fall asleep, I’ll talk you to sleep. But I’ll be the one, I will have chosen. I’m tryin’ to keep cool, but everyone here likes you I’m not the only one. Your skin smells lovely like sandalwood. Your hair falls soft like animals, And nothing else matters to me. She can’t tell me that all of the love songs have been written, ’cause she’s never been in love with you before, In love with you before. Your hand, So hot, Burns a hole in My hand. I wanted to show you.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
I want to be by myself, sometimes I do. I don’t want to be left behind, but sometimes I’m left by you. I press my tongue to the top of my mouth, Cause my jaw, was tired from the thinking. And I stretched my toes to the end of the couch, ’cause my back, it was aching from sleeping. So what is this weather, and what is this darkness, And why do I feel so alone? And when will it snow, it’s been raining for hours, And why do I feel so alone? And when I’m left at home, when you’re with someone else I’m all alone. You do not cheat me of my childhood. You bring me blankets for the walls of my forts. There is no anger with the eyebrow raised. When you do the fantastic I am amazed. So what is this weather, and what is this darkness, And why do I feel so alone? When will it snow, it’s been raining for hours, And why do I feel so alone? You were leaving some bar, and you’re coming downtown, You’re not ripping out stitches, but you want me around. Just to call you my love, just to call you my love. You are the treasure custodian cleaning the moon for me. Scouring the sky so the stars would shine bright. You stand straight-faced, and tip-toed on top of a ladder, And i, I wait, and i, I wait, and i, I wait. And when I’m left at home, I’m all alone But I’d rather be alone with you. So what is this weather, and what is this darkness, And why do I feel so alone? When will it snow, it’s been raining for hours, And why do I feel so alone? Oh, why do I feel so alone?
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
waiting for wednesday, my stomach doesn't hurt enough, pain always is the sign. waiting for wednesday, no proof of mine exists, so l don't have to take it back. don't want to show you good-bye. show you good-bye. show you good-bye. show you good-bye. but you're waiting for wednesday. waiting for wednesday. waiting for wednesday, i pray you'll put me on the spot. i do believe you, that you'll love me that you'll leave me. what will i do when you come near to me? you'll put me on the spot. you've been doing this a long, long time, not that you're better than me, but that you do it a lot. Now i'm waiting for wednesday, waiting for wednesday, waiting for wednesday, waiting for wednesday. i'm gonna show you good-bye, show you good-bye, show you good-bye, show you good-bye. now I'm waiting for wednesday, you're back from out of town, the west is dry, your mind is clear, and i don't want to be here, i don't want to be here, i don't want to be here, to show you good-bye. and i'm waiting for wednesday, to show you good-bye.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
Who would steal on sunday
Who'd made them believe make believe Who'd buy a prayer when you can pray for free If the way you drank your coffee was the way you looked at me Then I could take both my hands off the tv I've been sleeping on half of my bed lately And thinking about what you said to me you're tipsy you're turning you are alive you are burning Lisa won't you listen The moon shines for you You're tipsy you're turning you are alive you are burning A sweet man will sing a seafaring song And a dear strong woman coos gently along Good guys at the cozy are servin' folks for free ever notice there are so many people in bands in the city I've been sleeping on half of my bed lately And thinking about what you said to me you're tipsy you're turning you are alive you are burning And I will not judge you by the way you play your instrument No that's true as fiction sometimes I do But the moon shines halfway sometimes too Lisa won't you listen The moon shines for you You're tipsy and turning you've got one foot on the floor You're alive you are burning You always wanted more |
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
i see the lights move on the ceiling. i see the stars up in the lights. i see the moonbeams on your forehead there, and i think about the garden of delights. you see the curtains draped in front of me. you see the sun come up alone. you want to show me just what you can see, and i, i turn away. you see my face, you hate my words, i hate you too. you see my heart, it likes the feeling that it gets when I'm with you. i look right at your eyes, i look right through your eyes. i change conversation thought for you. i throw a look that you can't catch from far behind, and you, you turn away. you are my jesus boy, you're laying on a bedly cross, i've got you taped up to the wall. but really don't feel bad 'cause you do to me all the things i do to you. i do to you. i see the lights move on the ceiling, i see the stars up in the lights. i see the moonbeams on your forehead there and i think about the garden of delights.
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from Lisa Loeb & Nine Stories - Tails (2006)
you say i only hear what i want to
you say i talk so all the time so and i thought what i felt was simple and i thought that i don't belong and now that i am leaving now i know that i did something wrong cause i missed you yeah i missed you you say i only hear what i want to i don't listen hard i don't pay attention to the distance that you're running or to anyone anywhere don't understand if you really care i'm only hearing negative no no no so i turned the radio on i turned the radio up and this woman was singing my song the lover's in love and the other's run away the lover is crying cause the other won't stay some of us hover when we weep for the other who was dying since the day they were born well this is not that i think that i'm throwing but i'm thrown and i thought I'd live forever but now i'm not so sure you try to tell me that i'm clever but that won't take me anyhow or anywhere with you you said that i was naive and i thought that i was strong i thought hey i can leave i can leave but now i know that i was wrong cause i missed you I missed you cause you want me and one day you'll let me go you try to give away a keeper or keep me cause you know you're just scared to lose and you say stay |
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from Lisa Loeb - Camp Lisa (2008)
Love is a rose
But you better not pick it It only grows when it's on the vine A handful of thorns and You'll know you've missed it You lose your love When you say the word "mine" I wanna see what's never been seen I wanna live that age old dream Come on, boys, let's get together Let's take the best right now Take the best right now Love is a rose But you better not pick it It only grows when it's on the vine. A handful of thorns and You'll know you've missed it You lose your love When you say the word "mine" I wanna go to an old hoe-down Long ago in a western town Pick me up when my feet are draggin' Give me a lift and i'll hay your wagon Love is a rose But you better not pick it It only grows when it's on the vine A handful of thorns and You'll know you've missed it You lose your love When you say the word "mine" Love is a rose But you better not pick it It only grows when it's on the vine A handful of thorns and You'll know you've missed it You lose your love When you say the word "mine" Mine, mine, mine |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
It’s a bad day.
It’s a train ride. It’s a bad day. You’re my medicine It’s a snow day. It’s a full moon. It’s a snow day. When’d you get down to my bones? Where’ll I find that wishing stone? The beads, the records, All the calls, and the drinks alone. First by mind, then by music you’ll make this all less confusing. It’s a slow dive down, A fast distraction, A strange fall forward My lame reaction. It’s a bad day. It’s a long ride. It s a bad day. You’re my medicine It’s a sinking feeling, Pulls me through the seat of chairs. When will you come rescue me, Find solace, and then take me there? You’ll say, ’you re not too tired for this life, And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. You’re not too tired for this life, and It’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. ’ When’ d you get down to my bones? Where’ ll I find that wishing stone? The beads, the records, all the calls, and the drinks alone. It’s a bad day. Two miles to go. It’s a bad day. You’re my medicine You’ll say, ’you’re not too tired for this life, And it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice You’re not too tired for this life, and it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. You’re not too tired for this life, and it’s not gonna matter if you fall down twice. If you fall down, if you fall down.’ You’re my medicine x4 My medicine. My medicine. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
Skeleton boy by the side of the road.
He warned me, he told me; He said, ’there’s this woman, she’s a hurricane, She will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying.’ She said, ’don’t look for holidays. Don’t look, just run away. Go suffocate, and choke your own cry. Go where the water, Where the water, seeps from the pink sky. But behead this woman, she’s a hurricane, She will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying. Remember your reflection in a pool, in a puddle.’ And the leaves sped top-speed towards me, And my image was muddled. I’m a lightheaded wonder, Don’t you see my mind slow down? I’m a lightheaded wonder Don’t you see my mind slow down? Slow down. I’ve compassion for strangers, An affinity for danger Won’t you be my sacrifice? I’m a lightheaded wonder Don’t you see my mind slow down for you? And for you? ’ No you’re a headless woman, you’re a hurricane. You will heal my heart up? No, I will heal my own heart up, because you are hurting. Cause I’m a sunburn slap upon your arm, I’ll twist you til you break, And you’re a hurricane. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
Come back home where the three orange suns
They set in the bottom of the globe yeah now. Come back home where the three purple moons They set in the bottom of the water yeah now. You know that I've been there, and I think you should beware; that You know they all had faces too, Like me. Now hadrian's wall, will not return, It's crumbled to the land of nowhere; No one sees it, no one hears it anymore. And it scrapes my hands across the pavement, Just to think about it, Like the world around you does. And you put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies, And you but on your crown. Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies But you can't run away like dorothy and her dog. Put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies, And you put on your crown. Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies But you can't run away just to come back. Come back. Come back home Where the blue lights glow, and The red ones glow 'til tomorrow yeah now. Come back home Where the three purple moons They set in the bottom of the water yeah now. You know that I've been there, and I think you should beware; that You know they all had faces too, Like me. When the wrinkles in your wrist are yelling, 'it won't hurt a bit!' But you know it will, 'cause tears and excuses wipe you off your feet Yeah tears and excuses wipe you off your feet Like the world around you does. And it wipes you off your feet, like the world around you does. And it scrapes you hands across the pavement, Like the world around you does. And you wish the world would, Yeah you wish the world would change. And you wish the world would, Yeah you wish the world would change. Change. Change. Now hadrian's wall, will not return, It's crumbled to the land of nowhere; No one sees it, no one hears it anymore. And it scrapes my hands across the pavement, Just to think about it, Like the world around you does. And you put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies, And you but on your crown. Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies But you can't run away like dorothy and her dog. Put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies, Put on your crown. And you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies But you can't run away just to come back. Come back. Come back. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
Sorry sir I stole your money
Sorry sir I feel but it's so so twisted So unreal It was what I'd heard of And what I didn't have But I cannot give what I do not have And I cannot take what I do not have I can't take it Don't stultify Don't hold me high Don't stultify Don't hold me high Too many things held precious Too many things held dear That's what I hate That's what I fear Too much to ask for May leave me feeling lonely But too little leaves me nothing nothing The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said It's over it's over it's over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish It's over it's over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was wet You can't give away certain things that you get From the outside To the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was There has to be more on one hand Keep your head above water on the other the other The drone in your voice and the fly on the wall said It's over it's over it's over it is What do I wish for you what do I wish It's over it's over it is Are we still solemn and bleeding Are we still swimming to water that was already wet I can forgive but I won't forget I'll wish for you I'll plead and I'll steal Hold me precious hold me dear I'll wish for you I'll sing and I'll feel Don't stultify don't hold me high Like a Gothic staple a last good bye One way to float is if you die And it's over it's over it's over It's over it's over it's over It's over it's over |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
In an open room that echoes well, this is where I can tell you everything.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me. This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me. This is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this. You're so still, You're so safe, Appear severe, You are so nonchalant. I'm so still I'm so safe, Appear severe, I am not. This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me. This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me. I told David I won't die, and this is how I watch the sky, That is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle this. You're so still, You save face. Try to erase all you feel inside. Stand still, I save face, I misplace all the feelings I can't hide. Of all the rooms I've loved before it's you I love inside this room They test me can I train my evil eye to see like they do - Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes. Of all the rooms I've loved before, It's you I love. This is how I meet my muse. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
Days were different when you counted them in hours.
There were some things that she never wanted again. In fragmented words, too weak to hear, There were some things that she never wanted again. Like: do you want to be the man she once knew? Do you want to be the woman she knew too. Days were different when you counted them in hours. There were some things that she never wanted again. Like, she won't talk of blocks, and of time, And of clocks and how they bind. And the days that have passed so fast that you might Bring the past to the present, and say it is your future life. I'm waking up from a bed of past lives lived, 'cause I'm living my life 'half-life, half-lived.' Days were different when you counted them in hours. There were some things that she never wanted again. In fragmented words, too weak to hear, There were some things that she never wanted again. Like: do you want to be the man she once knew? Do you want to be the woman she knew too. Do you want to be the woman She was you. Days are different now, They are ours. And days are different now, They are mine. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
I could be trembling when I talk to you.
I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true. I could tell a half truth, but I can not tell a lie. I could tell a story that is ten feet high. My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed; I'm a castle with broken shutters and this is not a guessing game. I could make a plea so that you and I could be we, and I could say, "Oh, it's a must that you and I should be us." All the answers I could guess, and you would be so impressed, but I would never get a "yes", cause I have not the guts to guess. My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed; I'm a castle with broken shutters and this is not a guessing game. I could be listening, but this is not a guessing game. I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same. I could be trembling, I could be afraid, I could be wallowing, wallowing when you think I've got it made. |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
do you eat sleep
do you breathe me anymore do you sleep do you count sheep anymore do you sleep anymore do you take plight on my tongue like lead do you fall gracefully into bed anymore I saw you as you walked across my room you looked out the window you looked at the moon and you sat on the corner of my bed and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head I don't know and I don't care if I ever will see you again I don't know and I don't care if I ever will be there do you eat sleep do you breathe me anymore do you sleep do you keep me anymore you kick my foot under the table I kick you back I can't say i'm able to stand for you or fall for you ever again wish for a perfect setting wishing that I am letting you take me where you want me all over again you can't give yourself absolutely to someone else I don't know and I don't care if I ever will see you again I don't know and I don't care if I ever will be there I saw you as you walked across my room you looked out the window you looked at the moon and you sat on the corner of my bed and you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head do you eat sleep do you breathe me anymore do you sleep do you count sheep anymore do you sleep anymore I don't know and I don't care if I ever will be there will be there |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed.
I grew up where growing up makes me awkward and proud. I grew up were it was a difficult drive to the airport, And I hope you have a good ride, cause my mother, you know, She doesn't like to fly. I grew up were it was a difficult drive to the airport, But I grew up. School, school, swimming pool, I walk barefoot home from school. School, school. And mother, that's a hard word, the things that you're leaving, The things that you're missing, the things you don't know. And father, that's a hard word, the things that you're needing, The things that you're missing, the things that don't show. How happy do you have to be to be happy? How sad do you have to be to be sad? Do you have to be sad? Do you have to be? I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed. |
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from New Found Glory - From The Screen To Your Stereo Part II (2007)
You say I only hear what I want to.
You say I talk so all the time so. And I thought what I felt was simple, And I thought that I don't belong, And now that I am leaving, Now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you. Yeah, I missed you. And you say I only hear what I want to... I don't listen hard, I don't pay attention to the distance that you're running Or to anyone, anywhere, I don't understand if you really care, I'm only hearing negative... no, no, no. So I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up, And this woman was singing my song... The lover's in love, and the other's run away, The lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay. Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was Dying since the day they were born. Well, this is not that... I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown. And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure. You try to tell me that I'm clever, But that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you. You said that I was naive, And I thought that I was strong. I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave." But now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you. You said, "You caught me 'cause you want me and one day you'll let me go." "you try to give away a keeper, or keep me 'cause you know you're just so scared to lose. And you say, "stay." You say I only hear what I want to. |
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from Lilo & Stitch/ Island Favorites (2004)
I want to go back to my little grass shack
In Kealakekua, Hawaii I want to be with all the kanes and wahines That I knew long ago I can hear old guitars are playing On the beach at Honaunau I can hear Hawaiians saying Komo mai no kaua i ka hale welakahao It won't be long till my ship will be sailing Back to Kona A grand old place That's always fair to see I'm just a little lonely for Hawaiian boy I want to go back to my fish and poi I want to go back to my little grass shack In Kealakekua, Hawaii Where the humuhumunukunukuapuaa Go swimming by Bye-bye |
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from Lisa Loeb - The Purple Tape (1992)
you say i only hear what i want to
you say i talk so all the time so and i thought what i felt was simple and i thought that i don't belong and now that i am leaving now i know that i did something wrong cause i missed you yeah i missed you you say i only hear what i want to i don't listen hard i don't pay attention to the distance that you're running or to anyone anywhere don't understand if you really care i'm only hearing negative no no no so i turned the radio on i turned the radio up and this woman was singing my song the lover's in love and the other's run away the lover is crying cause the other won't stay some of us hover when we weep for the other who was dying since the day they were born well this is not that i think that i'm throwing but i'm thrown and i thought I'd live forever but now i'm not so sure you try to tell me that i'm clever but that won't take me anyhow or anywhere with you you said that i was naive and i thought that i was strong i thought hey i can leave i can leave but now i know that i was wrong cause i missed you I missed you cause you want me and one day you'll let me go you try to give away a keeper or keep me cause you know you're just scared to lose and you say stay |
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from Hits Of ''90s (2010)
waiting for the super buzz, the second dose, the inspiration, but something strange is going on.
i'm in the middle of another stupid conversation. i can't believe so many days have gone by since i tried to talk to you, but something strange is going on. i've got both sides of it and i'm waiting for the other one to come. you're too late, great, what am i supposed to say? that he's done something wrong, and he's gonna have to pay. late,great, what am i supposed to say? that he begs to be beside you? off and running. it's stunning, you're caught off guard. you feel forgotten, afraid of, in the dark. this fixer upper's not my idea of what you should be after, not much laughter when you're penciled in. sometimes the sun isn't bright enough in your apartment, the sun. you have to lean towards the lamp, to ger anything done. but you're too late, great, what am i supposed to say? that he's done something wrong, and he's gonna have to pay. late,great, what am i supposed to say? that he begs to be beside you |
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from Hits Of ''90s (2010)
I'm as free a little bird as I can be I'm as free a little bird as I can be Gonna build my nest in a big oak tree Where no one can never bother me If I was a little fish I'd never bite a hook or a line No I'd swim way out to the middle of the sea And leave all you big fish behind If I was a mole in the ground If I was a mole in the ground I would roop that mountain down If I was a mole in the ground I'm as free a little bird as I can be I'm as free a little bird as I can be Gonna build my nest in a big oak tree Where no one can never bother me Take me home, little bird, take me home Take me home by the light of the moon With the moon shining bright And the stars are getting light Take me home, little bird, take me home I'm as free a little bird as I can be I'm as free a little bird as I can be Gonna build my nest in a big oak tree |
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from Lisa Loeb, Walk Off The Earth - Stay (I Missed You) [digital single] (2019) |