Through the parking lot grinding your teeth
Behaving like a deadbeat
Threats are fired and you’re biting your lip
So much for old friendships
Live and let die
I wish for once you’d hear my side
Like I said, nothing personal
No new message but it’s all in your head
It’s not about what you said
Back then I was knocking at your front door
Can’t go back anymore
All your advice
Can you sleep with this tonight
Wire crossed, can we clear it up?
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Thoughts are crashing and your face is blood red
It's not about what you said
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Choose to feed all of your demons
I will block it out
Picture Perfect
You came home drunk again
It’s alright if I just pretend
Cause I believe you can change
It seems no matter what I do
Your excuses bleed right through
You care because you have to
We’re picture perfect
But underneath the surface
You’re dragging your feet
Stuck in the shoes of your father
Did all our vows mean a thing?
To me it’s far more than just a ring
To you it’s just a burden
We’re picture perfect
But underneath the surface
You’re dragging your feet
Stuck in the shoes of your father
When you’re in need,
I rise to the occasion
Somewhere along the way
We lost the old sensation
Only now can I see who you are
Now I’m left crying out to the stars
We’re picture perfect
But underneath the surface
You’re stuck dragging your feet
Stuck in the shoes of your father
When you’re in need,
I rise to the occasion
Somewhere along the way
We lost the old sensation
The sensation
Dispel
Conscience calls me up
I’ve become a stranger in the worst kind of way
Was as close to unknown as I could’ve been
I see you at last passing by the gray arch of the bridge on the river
With the breeze like a hand holding me back
If I tell a joke that no one would get,
What am I to do when when there’s no one there to laugh
Wander through the park, searching for meaning across the garden
Dispel our guilt before it’s spent
Float through the old canals, a maze of city streets and I think I got turned around
But the lights flicker past and i’m nodding off
Bikers in the street, swarming all around me, like some portrait on parade
And for what’s it’s worth, I let it slip away
If I tell a joke that no one would get,
What am I to do when when there’s no one there to laugh
Wander through the park, searching for meaning across the garden
Dispel our guilt before it’s spent
If I tell a joke that no one would get,
What am I to do when when there’s no one there to laugh
Wander through the park, searching for meaning across the garden
Dispel our guilt before it’s spent
Stain
A blissful couple holding their newborn
A feeling swells up like nothing from before
The walls cave in, turn the room inside out
All the lazy Sunday afternoons
Now they’ve become far and few between
Ask away, anything you’d like to know I’ll tell you
Got your fix but somehow you’re still broke
Pacing and you’re trembling as he spoke
Gonna walk away before you have to face the consequences
Gonna bleed it out and wipe away the stain you have created
Bleed it out before you have to face the consequences
Midnight Walk
For the past little while, haven’t felt like myself
Just didn’t wanna leave you empty handed
I’ve got an open chair that sits below the moon
A midnight walk in the heart of June
I tell a thrilling joke and you crack up
Though I grin, something catches my throat
Might be sentimental, let my guard down
Pictures flash from when you’d come around
I say too much and I apologize again
It feels like I don’t know you anymore
Like I did before
I’m folding up the clothes and putting them away
Maybe just need a change of pace
You’re standing in the hallway, I’m downing another glass
Again and again I replay the past
Swerving down the boardwalk, regret in your step
I feel the truth upon your lips
Don’t you wish we could hit rewind?
Golden clouds aren’t silver-lined
I say too much and I apologize again
It feels like I don’t know you anymore
It feels like I don’t know you anymore
No place to stay and no voice to fill the space
Star-crossed lovers caught beneath the wade
Down the stairs your steps begin to fade
Too Real
Crown me king
I wonder how it’d be to have the things I want just for one day
Look away
I’m not the man that you recognize to be so full of hope
Just keep calm
So what if I don’t have a job that makes me sad but yet secure?
I’m so sure
Her smile through the picture frame is all I need
It’s too true to joke
It’s too real to just relax
We’re all shot down
It’s gotten cold and the sense of isolation pervades our souls
The cigarettes in our eyes are bringing it to light
Since I've Been Gone
It took me by surprise
The journey in your eyes
Since I’ve been gone
Your hair grew out, found a new job
And you learned how to breathe again
Now your plants grow tall
Put off your missed calls
I’ve waited so long to reconcile
Keepin’ starry-eyed with old dreams I’ve held on to
Ba ba ba da da da….
Ba ba ba da da da…
The lonesome front porch stairs
Have you just been sitting there?
Since I’ve been gone
My wishful thinking
We’ll chalk it up to a lack of warmth in younger days
Heart of Stone
Twelve o’clock on a busy street
A flood of memories
The moon was climbing up so high
On this October night (That night)
Flesh and bone
I found myself alone
With a heart of stone
Shadowed trees were reaching up
When all the stars had had enough
Passing cars were droning too
Their fatalistic Tune (Ooooh)
Ringing bells
You promised not to tell
Wherever you did dwell
I whispered “The border of your favorite dress,
It’s been torn and stained with sand and broken glass”
(Sand and broken glass)
What now, after all the things you said
Did we leave it in the past instead?
Gave you the necklace as the evening slipped away
Too late to mention what our bodies had on display
I held you tight
My head made sick inside
In the pale blue light
I whispered “The border of your favorite dress
It’s been torn and stained with sand and broken glass”
(Sand and broken glass)
The doorstep, you found another note that read
“Can we leave it in the past instead?”