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Drawing X's
03:09
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I see your construction sign
Your high roads in repair
Angry, mean, and impolite
Destination’s out of site
The end you feel is justified
Still it bothers me.
I can’t feel the comfort in the stream
I can’t help but think that there is more for us to be
Than coasting life away
You keep all of your friends and I’ll keep drawing X’s on my hands
Annie says I don’t believe in change
People learn to take by any necessary mean
Rich is rich and sex is sex
We should learn to just accept
The problems of our day
And carry on our way.
Still it bothers me.
I can’t feel the comfort in the stream
I can’t help but think that there is more for us to be
Than coasting life away
You keep all of your friends and I’ll keep drawing X’s on my hands
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2. |
Pity Party
03:56
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Oh girl, your tears don’t work for me
Shut down the city, let’s have a pity party
No girl, you won’t be judged by me
Block off the city, let’s have a pity party.
Love to complain, try and maintain the social part of anxiety
We keep around; keep around people who refuse to suffer silently
You’re not fast, you’re not pretty, you’re not smart enough to know when to end.
Look around you’re not alone my friend
There’s someplace I can recommend
Oh girl, your tears don’t work for me
Shut down the city, let’s have a pity party
No girl, you won’t be judged by me
Block off the city, let’s have a pity party.
You’re left in despair, cause life ain’t fair
Regrets jump to the top of the line
Look around and find someone
Someone who’s guilt you can assign
Life’s cruel to a love sick fool
Who could use a bit of your support
Left undisputed, cupid’s stupid
He can play with someone else’s heart.
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Somebody Like Me
03:53
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Tell my best I’ll be along
So my love might not be alone
In your eyes I fear a promise taken lightly
I’m poor and I can’t deny
I’m a worn out suit and tie
Damn our fortunes and damn misfortunes findings
They both have perfect timing
Somebody like me is coming home
With a little more love, a little bit more of what you hoped for
Somebody like me is coming home
No more staying out late, cutting out early
I’ll be a little bit more of what you hoped for
And you pour my heart in your hands
And the black ties circle around like they’ve been planning this for hours
Ticking the time till they devour
And you say I’m not alone
You say we’ve got a home
Well, any fool could see my patience is fading
Baby I just feel breaking
Somebody like me is coming home
With a little more love, a little bit more of what you hoped for
Somebody like me is coming home
No more staying out late, cutting out early
I’ll be a little bit more of what you hoped for
Did you find my old friend?
What’s that you’ve been hiding?
How long have you been waiting?
For somebody like me
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Empty Closet
02:48
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An empty closet waiting to fill
With those close that we never wear
It’s a surplus of family photos
That were taken but never shared
I’ve got a good excuse for your good intentions
They feel good to have around
They remind you of the ones that you love and let down
It’s a rusted cycle
Or a dusty bible
An unstrung guitar that lies around
It’s a lost vacation or your reputation
Let it go don’t let it drag you down
I’ve got a good excuse for your good intentions
They feel good to have around
They remind you of the ones that you love and let down
Yeah, they remind me of the ones that we love and let down
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That's All I Can Be
02:51
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Don’t count on me to take it anymore
I won’t be the one who let’s you come and pass out on the floor
That’s on me for sure
I can be the one who lets you go and walk out my front door
That’s all I can be
Don’t want to know what kind of future is in store
It is plain for me to see that you’re not helpless anymore
Stop asking me for more
Cause baby this is me and I can’t change me anymore
That’s all I can be
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6. |
Different One
02:56
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I asked my dad just what he’d want to be
When he grew up, what were his hopes and dreams
To find out, just what got in the way
I’d make a vow to not be like him someday
He said
I never gave up on my dreams just found a different one
Are we gracious with our age or are we desperate to hold on
The best part about getting old confounds you when you’re young
Holding you is exactly what I need
Sarah Said
You might be a dad someday
To this boy, it felt like graduation day
The nurse she came
She checked your lungs and then she weighed you
Took your blood and then she bathed you
Then I bless and then I named you
You see
I never gave up on my dreams just found a different one
Are we gracious with our age or we desperate to hold on
The best part about getting old confounds you when you’re young
Holding you is exactly what I need
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7. |
Interlude
03:00
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8. |
Move On
03:58
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I saw your silhouette by the doorway
You kissed my head, “I love you” and “goodnight”
Where you go from here, babe, I’ve got a theory
Don’t tell me, it’s more than I can bear
Will you circle back or will you call me
Or are you nice enough to just stay gone
Will you walk it back or say I’m sorry
Or leave my heart intact and just move one
Just move on
Well, your mother called to hear my side of the story
As a sign of her support through the years
But your keys aren’t in the bowl, by the doorway
And I can’t hold you, babe, when you’re not here.
Will you circle back or will you call me
Or are you nice enough to just stay gone
Will you walk it back or say I’m sorry
Or leave my heart intact and just move one
Just move on
I am strong enough to take this on
Still I worry ‘bout the simple things
I hope that you stay warm
Father keep him safe now
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You think the camera likes you
You’re a flow in full bloom
Don’t get to excited
You’re just the loudest voice in the room
You can’t hear disappointment
Except the silent pause
You can’t hear I don’t like this
You can’t hear you were wrong
So don’t get to excited
When an idea comes too soon
Some stars can’t shine their brightest
If we’re the loudest voice in the room
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Bottom of a Barrel
02:20
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I met a kid named Timmy at the bottom of his well
He could play the guitar just like he’s ringing a bell
The harder that he ran took him farther from his goal
His work was like a vampire it was sucking at his soul
He moved to South Dakota but he never found much work
He talked about his manager, kid sounded like a jerk
He thought he could control all of his tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, ticks
But the minute he spoke up it wouldn’t qui-, qui-, qui-, qui-, quit
Cause the bottom of the barrel—makes an interesting sound
Scrape the bottom of the barrel—makes an interesting sound
He looked a bit disheveled he looked like he just crack
The words that he just used no he could not take them back
To many sleepless nights in the backseat of his car
He knew he was in trouble with no credit in those cards
Cause the bottom of the barrel—makes an interesting sound
Scrape the bottom of the barrel—makes an interesting sound
Well the gun it didn’t jam or blow up in his face
We wonder where he got that dusty .38
It weighs upon a conscience, weighs upon a soul
We never can predict when we lose all our control
Yes, everybody’s punished, everybody’s cursed
Can’t do nothin ‘bout it just make a problem worse
Yes, we give a couple dollar, all our heads are bowed
Everybody’s frightened when that Bullet hits the ground
Yes, everybody’s punished, everybody’s cursed
Can’t do nothin ‘bout it just make a problem worse
Yes, we give a couple dollar, all our heads are bowed
Everybody’s frightened when that Bullet makes a sound
Because the bottom of the barrel makes an interesting sound
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Friends Again
02:54
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It’s alright, I know I’m fine, we joke about this all the time
You grab my hand, then squeeze my shoulder, in a tight space you lean in closer
I’m confused…
Are we friends again? No, I can’t keep track are we back together
Are we friends again? And ignore the math that makes lovers forever
Are we friends again? No I can’t take back those things that I said
Are we friends again? And ignore the fact that love is forever.
You set me back, you set new boundaries, what did you mean by, “I want you around me”
Maybe we should tap the pedal, when you said I don’t want to settle
I’m confused…
Are we friends again? No, I can’t keep track are we back together
Are we friends again? And ignore the math that makes lovers forever
Are we friends again? No I can’t take back those things that I said
Are we friends again? And ignore the fact that love is forever.
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Last Call
03:19
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The work, the week, the amount of time that we talk about what we’re doing now
All day we dream about living our life out loud, about speaking out
We won’t stay in we know we’re so different now
Now you’re praying for her to come ask you out
Soon it will be last call, she’s leaving
Standing there won’t make up her mind
I know you need this, can’t you see, I’m on your side
Well, not knowing, never going to be it
Man that is the worst feelin’
Its last call and she’s leaving, standing there won’t make up her mind
Girl you got me
What I would give to get the secret
Would you stop me
You never know unless you speak up
Don’t act like you don’t know how to have some fun
There’s less to lose, it’s the burden of being young
Soon it will be last call, she’s leaving
Standing there won’t make up her mind
I know you need this, can’t you see, I’m on your side
Well, not knowing, never going to be it
Man that is the worst feelin’
Its last call and she’s leaving, standing there won’t make up her mind
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13. |
Don't Care, I'm Going
04:04
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Dad said I’d stay in
You better skip that party
Nothing good there happens after 12 or 3 am
Weather says stay in
Let the plows ahead
Your tires lack the tread
Boy, don’t be a fool
I don’t care, I’m going
It won’t be the last time
At the rate I’m going
You will bury me
Storm outside is raging
Like a high school party
At the latch kid’s rambler
That boy’s always alone
His father likes to gamble
‘bout every other weekend
They’ll cut back on groceries
Till payday comes again
I don’t care, I’m going
It won’t be the last time
At the rate I’m going
You will bury me
Father to father or fathers with no fathers
Each on blames each other
Each a little true
I’m steadfast or stubborn
I’ll outlast the other
I should probably stay in and say how I love you
I don’t care, I’m going
It won’t be the last time
At the rate I’m going
You will bury me
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Hey mister,
show me your hands
Give me your money or your life you understand
Don’t call me mister
I won’t call you son
Give me a minute so I can pick which one
I don’t trust a man who carries a gun
They’ll never pay a working wage
When a man can work two jobs a day
And a mother
can work to pay
someone else to what her child each day
And that child
grows up alone
in a family that’s stretched down to the bone
I don’t trust a man who carries a gun
I see them coming
They’re red and blue
I told my friend, now, you know what to do
So put your hands
where I can see
Get on the ground now you listen to me
I don’t trust a man who carries a gun
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15. |
High Uintas
03:34
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In the high Unitas, the thunder rolls for miles
The wind she whistles through the pine
The clouds can change within a moment’s notice
Leaving you with no place to go
No place left to go
Yes I think it’s time
We all move on
It’s time we get out of the rain
The way that I was raised
We’d go to church
No matter where we’d been on Saturday
When we drive past
Everybody’d wave
We knew everybody’s name
My grandpa worked the mine
Yours fought the forest service
A land of many use is what they’d say
Now you people come in here
You just see building lots
Designer plots where wealthy people play
Once you kick the poor out of the way
Yes I think it’s time
We all move on
It’s time we get out of the rain
In the high Unitas, the thunder rolls for miles
The wind she whistles through the pine
The clouds can change within a moment’s notice
Leaving you with no place to go
No place left to go
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