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Seatbelt
03:17
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Get me out of the car
Buckled in I can’t do anything right;
I swear that I might’ve died
Just staring at your dashboard lights
Get me out of my head
That’s where all our fights begin
and where none of ‘em end
where none of ‘em end
Get my glasses on
before I drift in to the neighbors lawn
or insist that I’m the only one who’s wrong
and forget our side’s the only side I’m on
I’m making a scene
But then I’m static on a TV screen
a tinder box of anxiety
Then drenched in gasoline
And I know it’s hard to tell
Which part is really me and which part is total Hell.
With every word I feel the difference
pull me deeper into your passenger seat
Oh I know I’ve done a shit job lately, face it.
But all I need, (all I need)
is just to get this damn seatbelt off of me.
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2. |
Better
04:08
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You said
“Sometimes it’s hard to be with you
Oh I’m just in my head”
and that you’r feeling older with every single breath.
And I know it’s about the time I should let it go
Oh I should let it go
Here I am again!
Could’ve sworn we were on the mend
Will it ever be easy?
Will I notice a difference
Or only get used to it?
Cause I’ve outgrown
crying over broken bones
or being on my own.
I can’t tell if it’s just my pride
or if it’s something else sometimes
But it’s eating me inside
When you ask if I’m alright
Oh I, I know better
than to say I’m better
all the time.
And the truth is that I don’t
Think your friends think you’re too old
Or ever even give a shit about it
But what the hell do I know
And I, I know better
Than to say I’m better
All the time.
Why do I ask if you’re okay?
Why do I ruin everything?
I know I don’t ruin everything,
But I’d rather be the one to blame.
And it’s not that I’m constantly ashamed
I just hate the thought of you in pain
I’m just afraid of losing you today
I’m so afraid of losing you - today
Oh I, I know better!
Than to say I’m better!
All the time!
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3. |
Girl at Rest
03:26
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You said, “… someday, it’s always something,
Oh I think that I’m meant for better things.”
I didn’t know there were better things.
I sank in the doorway
to the bed I left unmade,
so afraid that I made you walk away
But I could never make you do anything
And you could never convince me that you’re okay
Did you shut down?
Did you let it out?
As you count your breaths out loud.
Or did you disavow here and now
About to break
“oh for heavens sake”
but heavens so far away
when you’re wide awake
and you’re chest starts to ache
You know I could never ease the pain
I could never make you do anything
You don’t talk with your sister anymore
You said speaking up’s not your only chore
You said your love was an open door
Now i believe you, crashing to the floor
Shift your weight,
turn the page,
leave me to keep your place -
you’re out looking for better things -
I never knew there were better things
Oh I could see it in your eyes
you’re not sleeping here tonight
Tell me I’ll be alright
Tell me
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4. |
What's On Your Mind?
04:18
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I see silver Honda Civics everywhere I go
And I only know that its not you
Cause I could never see through
Your back window
Now I’m wondering if you
Still tuck in your undershirts
Ever told me who your favorite artist were
Or if you understand the way I hurt
But I’ll keep asking all my questions to an empty room
Cause when I think of you I’m a little less nauseous
Still a little more cautious in the things I choose to do
I always wonder if it’s true
You wanna leave things the way they were
Puzzle pieces thrown across the floor
But mixed up letters still spell out words
Like, “Hello,” and, “I love you.”
Well, I’m dying for an accidental run-in with you
You got a new pair of shoes and I’m on my third cup of coffee
And I’ll tell you I’m happy, even though I hate lying to you
I’ll ask how you’ve been
I hear your job still sucks
You still feeling kinda stuck?
I know I said I was giving up
But I lied and I’m sorry
Now I don’t know what I’ve been feeling
But God needs to shuffle the cards he’s been dealing
Cause I’m wearing down the skin on my knuckles
Finding out maybe you never loved me at all
See I can’t forget you
Even though you always said I would
Convincing me I withdrew
But even now I know I never could
You’re a pressure on my fingertips
You’re every word I say on accident
And I know you said you were over it
But are you really ever over it?
It’s 3 am and he’s not on your mind
You think too much then God, everything’s not alright
But when it’s 3 am and he’s not on your mind
Z;What’s on your mind?
It’s 3 am and he’s not on your mind
You think too much then God, everything’s not alright
But when it’s 3 am and he’s not on your mind
What’s on your mind?
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5. |
Work of Fiction
04:43
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Here I am again
Locked inside my head
It’s just like you said
I gotta learn to let it go
Afraid this is the final blow
That you’re letting go
I see where I’m to blame
I see my all mistakes
Where to make some change
Cause I don’t feel the same
And you should know that I’m ashamed
To even try to speak your name
Could you say it all again?
I’m trying hard to listen,
But my attention is spread so thin
Over apprehension.
Where do I begin?
Constant indecision,
always in my head,
and clarity - a work of fiction
But you should know
Two bodies built the same way
And you should go
If you can’t find a reason to stay
I wanna hit reset
I wanna start again
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