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I Hear the Truth
03:50
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I think it's hard to admit that I'm drunk
Stumbling home after work in a funk
And belting the song that I hear through the buds in my eears like a punk
I know it's worse to admit what I think
Who I believe I become in a blink
I see my name in neon like the Kings of Leon when I drink
But I hear the truth play where the needle is stuck
Another entitled and arrogant fuck
Who's eager to coast all the way to his grave
And living on luck
It's half of the reason I'm staying at home
Keeping my peers in the loop from the phone
They know what they're talking about
Let them figure it out on their own
But whether they're worse to themselves or to me
With whatever reason they've come to believe
It's playing a part in the role that they place in the hole that I leave
I hear the truth but only leave in disgust
I'm drying my tears on the checks from the trust
Still giving up most of the plans that I make
And live like I'm bust
I'm here till the wine wears off
Keep me numb come on keep standing me one
I'm here keep me here not there
Keep me numb come on keep me standing me one
I'm getting as close to morose as you let
I'm there inconsolable know that you left
Forgetting which role to put on
Play it safe to belong
But I still get it wrong
Cause I hear the truth but treat concern like a hunt
The best of intention to me is an affront
You're puttin in work and I push away
I believe what I want
You're puttin in work and I push away
I believe what I want
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2. |
The Cult of Grief
03:44
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Another week cut short by alcohol
The pages of the calendar are blowing off the wall
And yesterday's regrets
I see them took out with the trash
But now it's easier to sell them back for cash
I'm paying for the things put on the shelf
The things I should have soon forgot
But took out on myself
Now they want me to eat more
Now I'm only eating less
I need a better tool to measure my success
I didn't stall
I never called it my career
I'm only waiting
The planet turned
I went and burned another year before you know it
Got nothing to show for it
The bottled up complaints get catalogues
They pile up until the plot get thicker than the fog
That's putting out the city lights over San Francisco Bay
I gained a Muse but lost the views along the way
I needed help
Convinced myself that all my fears were unrelated
Adults believe in the cult of grief
And after years I'm inculcated
I'm settled in but hate it
Stop
Move
I'm all in but playing to lose
Stop
Move
Stop
Move
I'm all in with something to prove
Stop
Move
I'm playing off my bets
Laying bets they're bound to pay
I pray they're gonna save me soon but not today
I'm getting up in years in might
As well give up and back away
I swear I'm gonna make a move but not today
I swear I'm gonna make a move but not today
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3. |
You're Home
04:36
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Babe, it's nice to see you
Tell me how have you been since
Leaving me for Barcelona
And spending Christmas break in France
Tell me 'bout the weather
Show me pictures of the sights
Since I'm stuck in California
And you never thought to write
But now you're home
Catch me up with where you've been
Now you're home
I'll be there just tell me when
Tell me why you left me
Was it cause I did you wrong
Or cause I left your heart in pieces
And never put it in this song
Cause I could treat you different
I could try to treat you well
I treat try to treat you better
Than when I treated you like Hell
Now you're home
I'll try to get this thing re-started
Now you're home
I forget just why we parted
Now you're home
Tell when what you're running from
Now you're home
If you'll have me there I'll come
I'm taking a break
Gonna right the mistakes and fix what I did wrong
You've heard it before
I bleed all over the floor but never keep it up long
Can I make up for losing time
I'll pay for it using mine
To mend more bonds than I break
To put an end to more problems than I make
You don't have to love me
You don't have to want me back
Just don't blow me off completely
I don't know how my heart'll react
Cause I still kiss my wrist and miss you
I should be kissing you instead
When I pull the pillow against me and pretend you're with me in bed
Now you're home
I'll keep holding out for you
Now you're home
Just tell me what I gotta do
Now you're home
I'll pick where you begin
Now you're home
I can't stand losing you again
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I scrapped the barrel at the bottom
To end up with someone as bad as you
My friends tried to warn me, I fought 'em
And now I'm that drunk with the blues as the bar
Spend my last penny to pay that tab
Now it's me with the booze and guitar
Stuck in the house but it's haunted with the memory of you and it's hard
Pulled down the shades like I'm mourning
Was leaving them up but it's making me cry
That first shot don't feel like a warning
Still putting it back before losing this high
Cause you did worse than any bottle could ever beat but believe I'm try
To squeeze the rest out of nothinf till the end of my road when I die
I'm buried in the couch beneath the pillows where all the nickels and the pennies hide
I'm there making moans and rattling chains
I'm laying roots before the new tenants buy
I'll be the booze-soaked spook beleaguring their cause
The ghost with a beef but keeps a drink in his claws
I keep to my quarters and never leave
Wait for orders I don't recieve and I'm sunk
Or maybe I'm just drunk
I've known the truth since we've started
And being alone I'm just wasting my time
I'm worse to myself since we parted
I need you around here to keep me in line
So I'll forgive all of your problems that ever grieved me if you forgive mine
Letting go is hard but it's worth it
If I end up with you then I'm fine
Letting go is hard but it's worth it
If I end up with you then I'm fine
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5. |
Little Monster
04:48
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I can tell by the tone of the comment you left
You're thinking I've changed from the person you knew when we met
Into some cruel little monster who's chasing his cronies away
Who treats the kindness he offers like a coin from his coffers he pays
Spare me the long, brittle, feigned, fickle look of distress
I'm hardly the same little punk that you used to impress
I blame your liberal college and friends for the tone that you take
So quick to quit and to call in to be melancholic and shake
Admit that you thought you could lose
Now you got an excuse to complain
You're everything wrong with this town
Always looking for someone to blame
You call yourself falsely accused, feel exhausted and used by the system it all pre-arranged
Cause it either it's that or you choose not to change
You're spilling to your guts to acclaim from your usual friends
They never object when they should but you choose to pretend
So cue the music and lighting the part that you're writing is great
Depressed and melodramatic, you're so cinematic it aches
Admit that you thought you could lose
Now you got an excuse to complain
You're everything wrong with this town
Always looking for someone to blame
You carry your cross with the blues
Feeling accosted and bruised
But believe I could easily relate
I payed the same cost over every mistake
I was chasing control like a thief but was all out of breathe
Reached for a hold of belief at the moment of death
And I waited for someone to speak but when no one was left
I went out to find some relief and retraced nearly all of my steps
I settled the fines that I owed and erased nearly all of my debts
Admit that you thought you could lose
Now you got an excuse to complain
You're everything wrong with this town
Always looking for someone to blame
You're feeling the cost of abuse
Feeling lost and confused
But you rest in a bed that you make
Just waiting like a fool for the levy to break
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6. |
Lie to Me
03:46
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We've barely begun now
And we're drifting apart
It was easy to start
And it easily departs
But I'll play it as cool as I can
We gave it a go now
But leaving was smart
Now I'm singing my part
With my hand on my heart
And my pulse in the palm of my hand
Don't leave
Where would I go
I'm on the phone
Bearing my bones
Say it's alright
Hey, lie to me
I'm lost in the fold now
But at least you'll forget
The part where we met
Was as good as it gets
But that's harder to hear than to say
Don't leave
Where would I go
I'm on the phone
Bearing my bones
Say it's alright
Hey, lie to me
I'm making the most of defeat
Keep inviting more pain than I earned
I'm chasing your ghost through the streets
In the night near the places we were
It's hard to find
I'm losing time
Spare me the cold now
If you need to embark
Cause I'll reach from the dark
For the tiniest spark
And start this all over again
Don't leave
Where would I go
I'm on the phone
Bearing my bones
Say it's alright
Hey, lie to me
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7. |
Married With Kids
03:53
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There's too many numbers in my phone
I'm calling them over and over
I swear I'm chasing the tail of every girl that I know
I'm playing it cooler than I have been
But if they kiss me or call me then it's over
I'll see us married with kids in my dreams before I see her again
So how do you feel
Tell me I'm wrong
You won't be the first to break the news before long
I've heard it before
The gesture was small and I'm just making it more
I'm crazy for thinking that I can
Just win them by working them over
I swear I'm destined to lose
Blow a fuse before I even begin
I'd only come to abuse, black and bruise anyone's love that I'd win
So how do I deal
I'm dead before long
And buried in pictures you've been send along
I'm out of control
The worst in me calls for more to fill in the hole
Whatever belongs
That mixtape of covers of your favorite songs I had to record
The gesture was small but hard for you to ignore
I'm pacing a groove through what's left of the floor tripping over my tongue
I'm pale-purple holding my breath reaching out for the kingdom to come
So tell me what's real
Help keep me strong
Help burst the bubbles my delusions prolong
It's out of remorse
The changes are small but help me keep them enforced
No luring me back
When I feel the itch and only need you to scratch
It's hard to reform
When desparately longing for what leaves is the norm
There's too many numbers in my phone
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8. |
I'm a Ghost
03:46
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I never really fully carried my load
There's always helping hands to keep it in tow
Just divvying up the work so that levity depends on my family and friends
They take my burden up when it should be mine
I try to tell em but they're saying they're fine
Their heads all full of hope when they find that they're in need they can come and look for me but I'm a ghost
I'm living alone
The living is fine
Unplugging the phone and cutting the line
I'm king of my quarters but struggling
Keep my borders from crumbling
It should be easier for you to do than me
Help me pour the mortar I need
I'll keep the date and mean to stay but I bet
I'll grab some coffee, hear the latest, and jet
I'm ticking and bound to blow
Can't get it through it, can't get out
Can't with you and can't without
I used to complicate the route but I went
Now I'm stuck with no excuse to invent
Just kicking it down the road till the calls and cables stop
Out of view and soon forgot till I'm a ghost
I'm living alone
The living is fine
Unplugging the phone and cutting the line
I'm king of my quarters but struggling
Keep my borders from crumbling
It should be easier for you to do than me
Help me pour the mortar I need
I'm pacing a route from one room to the next
It's all that I know
Careful to keep to my home if I can
I'm playing the mute to what friends I got left
They tearfully call
They're treated terribly awful by me I admit
Just living alone
The living is fine
Unplugging the phone and cutting the line
I'm king of my quarters but struggling
Keep my borders from crumbling
It should be easier for you to do than me
Help me pour the mortar I need
Help me pour the mortar I need
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9. |
Over My Dead Body
04:11
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I can tell better between us bout whether this you and me thing comes to pass
I know my history though you're still a mystery relieves me the burden of that
Cause two thousand fears complicate it
The devil lays root in my head
My faculties cease operating
I must have been drunk when I said
Over my dead
Over my dead
Over my dead
My dead body
Tell me to kiss you the more I resist you
Or leave just to see you react
Pinch me awak from my sleep when I shake a leaf and too nervous to act
Cause two thousand fears complicate it
The devil lays root in my head
My faculties cease operating
I must have been drunk when I said
I never meant half of these words
You must have mistook what you heard
Love comes but leaves and returns
Tell the date or the part I should wait for to keep me from living in doubt
Show me affection when longer reflection could keep me from living it out
Cause two thousand fears complicate it
The devil lays root in my head
My faculties cease operating
I must have been drunk when I said
Over my dead
Over my dead
Over my dead
My dead body
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