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in the dead of night while a fresh snow was falling
i came across a bottle lying half full of bourbon
i found no maker's mark, but it smelled mighty good
so i downed it real fast standing right where i stood.
then the moon got bright, a cold wind started howling
i got tangled up with a dog that was prowling
like a big sick cat that was up to no good
so i downed it real fast standing right where i stood.
then a trash can crashed and with the noise came a shadow
of a baseball bat and a man with a hat on
like a burnt out fighter who had been pretty good
but i downed him real fast standing right where i stood.
when my legs got tired and my bones started aching
i heard a sweet voice saying honey i could make you up
a nice warm bed and the loving will be good
and she downed me real fast...
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after all the leaves have fallen
your feet can softly walk away.
just hang your car keys by the door
it should feel like any day.
leave before the snow starts falling
although it's cold you should be fine.
take your coat and boots and anything
to ease your state of mind.
now, don't complain. it's not becoming
for a person of your taste.
don't believe you ever loved me.
don't believe it's not a waste
of everything we'd hoped for
when we started out together
of everything we've talked about for years
we'll never see.
of everything we've worked toward
of all that we've been fighting for
of everything we thought that we could be.
now, don't complain...
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broken bottles spread out on the ground
firelight illuminates the darker side of town
he leaves without a sound.
where alleyways turn into avenues
straight out to the suburbs where there's nothing left to do
but think away the blues.
ooh, darlin it ain't easy. it's a job worth every penny.
ooh, darlin don't you see that it's not the getting but the giving.
piles of purpose spread around the room.
yesterday's agendas swell and pop like a balloon
but the lord is coming soon.
so best begin to brush away the brown.
holy hustlers push another purpose they have found
to send away the clowns.
ooh...
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i'm not sad that you're losing faith
i'm just scared that you're giving up.
let these words be your saving grace
i for one thought you had enough.
when you tell me what i want to hear
don't blame me if i cease to know you clearly
no one ever told you how it goes round here
or you'd be realizing that we almost nearly.
i'm not sad...
make believing that your head's on straight won't
get you anything if you're hesitating
now could bring the end of all we've ever prayed for
end the misery of all these years of waiting.
i'm not sad...
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so friday night's on, i could give you
more than you ever could want but we'll leave it at that.
'cause you are young and so confused still
i've been biding my time waiting, knowing how fast you change hats.
and they'll never know what you don't tell them 'cause my lips are sealed.
we'll put up our masks and we'll live like what they see is real.
now from day one you've looked lonely
lonely, uncomfortable, outcast and misunderstood.
but she embodies the russian beauty
leaving the idiot rocking like idiots would.
and they'll never...
so turn the lights down low. come and hold me close.
i'll trade what i've needed for something i know i don't want.
i could blame my mother. i'll blame the bottle.
i'll keep blaming another 'til i've finished what i've begun.
and they'll never...
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his daddy died when he was seventeen.
says that's why he drinks and why he's mean.
says that it'll take some time
but everything will be alright.
that's why i'm writing you tonight.
and she don't know, but she thinks she's gonna go
no, she don't know, but she thinks she's gonna go.
said, she don't know, but she thinks she's gonna go
for the intranet man.
well, my momma always said that i'd die young
'cause i've got a taste for danger and the devil on my tongue.
you know that he ain't touched me once
in going on eleven months
but, really, what's the difference?
and she don't know...
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the night is young, and momma's made a night cap
bringing momma right back to where she likes to be.
she's on the phone, she's got people coming over
who are never really sober but they're who she likes to see.
and three drinks down she's shouting hallelujah
while the baby's on the back porch sleeping in the breeze.
from the way it sounds she'll be shouting 'til the morning
when it all winds down as she crashes to her knees.
at nine o'clock it's ladies night at yoshi's
and although she shouldn't go she's got her sweater and her keys.
it has to be that she'll do justy as she pleases
got a six pack of diseases that'll help her to believe.
and three drinks down...
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if you don't know me by now you'll never know me.
you'll never see me for who i want to be.
if you don't don't want me by now you'll never want me.
you'll never see through the problems to the need.
now i've had one too many beers to write a love song
so tonight i'm singing goodbye and god bless.
i've had one too many beers to say i'm sorry.
so goodbye, god bless.
if you don't trust me by now you'll never trust me.
you'll never see me for who i want to be.
if you don't love me by now you'll never love me.
you'll never see through the problems to the need.
now, i've had one too many...
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the babies and mother all wait in the car
while dad takes a detour and drinks at the bar.
she might have been lonely, but now she don't care.
he's usually quiet when he drives home impaired.
she used to get angry and they used to fight
but she knows she can't keep this up every night.
the paycheck ain't much and he sucks in what's left
of what used to be love and a lifetime of debt.
love is patient, love is kind, love is a martyr.
love will give until it's all gone without a word.
but when it's gone don't even bother
to hope for something more.
now last call is all curdled up in his gut
and he finds his purpose in making abrupt
interjections to no one but those who might hear
and those who might hear also had too much beer.
the whole building shook when his head hit the door.
it trembled again when he crashed on the porch.
his car would have broken his fall years before
but nothing and no one were there anymore.
love is patient...
i still believe you were perfect in every way.
it lulls you to sleep then it bites like a rattlesnake
the deeper the teeth sink, the better the dreaming.
make up some excuse to get angry then fire away.
it binds you to me then it cuts like a razor blade.
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the sun ain't shone in so long now that imagine my surprise
when i saw clear blue skies in pennsylvania.
see, lately i've been thinking about finding somewhere else to lie
but now it's clear blue skies in pennsylvania.
in pennsylvania.
now we should think this over.
because i still think it's over.
thought for sure we'd seen our day and it wasn't coming back
but i saw clear blue skies in pennsylvania.
the endless ever present gray has of late been turning black
but now it's clear blue skies in pennsylvania.
in pennsylvania.
now we should think this over.
because i still think it's over.
in pennsylvania.
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i haven't had a real good sleep in months.
i remember that your mother told me once
that a little bit of wine can calm the mind
but now it takes a bottle to unwind.
yeah, i know, you say you understand
but i've been slipping off to no man's land.
i've been slipping off to no man's land.
i need a hit. i need a pop song.
i need it like i've never needed
anything in life but you before.
seven-thirty don't tell me that the clock stopped
tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock tickin now.
seven-thirty don't tell me that the clock stopped
clock stopped.
i need a hit.
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you've got a lot of nerve sticking around
after everything that you brought down.
you've got a lot of nerve to say that i'm not worthy.
it's all about the way you hold your smile.
it's gotta be the right one for your style.
it's all about the way you work to keep me waiting.
but i'm not worthy, i'm not waiting, i'm not wondering
about the way it's gonna be. i won't be here to see.
never understood the rules you play by
like you're too afraid to see the daylight
never understood the rules that make it hard to try.
you can see it even in the way you stand
it's like the world's gonna kiss your hand.
you can see it even in the way you make me want to lie.
but i'm not worthy...
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acoustic mixes.
released March 15, 2010
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