1. |
Graves
03:36
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So tell me how’s your empty grave
The one that I could never seem to stay away from
Even though it kills you
It’s been years and you found love
But I’m not sure that you’re giving up
So I will stand in front of your house
Until you come out to get me
I lost the lighter you bought me
When we drove home from Boston
I only ask for closure
I can’t believe you’re so done
Leave me like I was just a shallow love
Where are you now that I need you the most
Just tell me to let go
Though you scream your words are stale
The ones you swore to me you’d never let yourself say
And God, you know it kills me
After years I lie awake not sure that we’ll ever be okay
But I will stand in front of your house
Until you come out to get me
I lost the lighter you bought me
When we drove home from Boston
And I’m not sure that you know me
Like you think you do
I only ask for closure
I can’t believe you’re so done
Leave me like I was just a shallow love
Where are you now that I need you the most
Just tell me to let go
Where are you now that I need you the most
Just tell me to let go
I only ask for closure
I can’t believe you’re so done
Leave me like I was just a shallow love
Where are you now that I need you the most
Don’t tell me to let go
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2. |
The Bench
03:58
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It won’t be tomorrow, and it won’t even be a month from now
‘Til I know how that this could ever drag me so far down
And I waited for something that will never change
Now we’re fading, I’ll never be the way I used to be
Break down with me on the phone
There’s things I did that can’t be undone
And every night I’m high just so I can fall asleep
It’s just another bottle, I’ve tried to keep myself clean
I was stupid
All you wanted was what’s best for me
And I blew it
So hell bent on dragging myself down
Now you’re wasted
There’s some things that just never change
And we’re fading
We’ll never be the way we used to be
Break down with me on the phone
There’s things I did that can’t be undone
And every night I’m high just so I can fall asleep
It’s just another bottle, I’ve tried to keep myself clean
Break down with me on the phone
Just like we did those nights when I was at home
And every we’re fucked up ‘cause we can’t get to sleep
It’s just those two more bottles, ‘cause we can’t keep ourselves clean
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Teeth
03:31
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And did you know that it was me you reach for
Am I just the body heat that lies next to you
If you think that she knows, she knows
Fighting nostalgia, or sickness, or whatever this uneasiness is
Lying through my teeth
Pretending I’m not selfish
That all I want is for you to be happy without me
You’re a faker when it’s convenient
With us the only difference is that
You can pull the trigger
It’s not helping
And you can take what you want before I notice
And I’ll still be lying on your bathroom floor
If you say that it goes, it goes
Fighting nostalgia, I’m seasick
And I can’t take this uneasiness
Lying through my teeth
Pretending I’m not selfish
That all I want is for you to be happy without me
You’re a faker when it’s convenient
With us the only difference is that
You can pull the trigger
It’s not helping
Lying through my teeth
Pretending I’m not selfish
That all I want is for you to be happy without me
You’re a faker when it’s convenient
With us the only difference is that
You can pull the trigger
It’s not helping
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4. |
Pretty Things
04:09
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And oh, I’m still bleeding through my shirt
Can I go
I’ve found contentment in white double ceilings
Since I’ve been undone
And oh, hang me like roses
You can have something pretty
When I’m dried out and dead
Maybe I should’ve pushed you harder
Maybe this is my fault
No matter how long I lie here under water
Something feels wrong
And oh, hang me like roses
You can have something pretty
When I’m dried out and dead
Counting my footsteps
And being so clear
I just felt nothing
I swear
Counting my footsteps
And being so clear
I just felt nothing
I swear, I swear
Oh, hang me like roses
You can have something pretty
When I’m dried out and dead
And oh, hang me like roses
You can have something pretty
When I’m dried out and dead
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5. |
Moment
02:46
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I must be sick in the head
After the shit you pulled
I can’t even say no
The fact is my life’s a mess
I tried my best
But moving on somehow sounds like a bad joke
You’re just here to take what you want
And try to leave before I notice
You tell me you can leave if it hurts
But I am caught up in the moment
Now I can’t even focus
So where do we draw the line
I can’t explain why I am so weak around you
Can you pretend that it’s fine
You couldn’t walk with this weight
If you were standing in my shoes
You’re just here to take what you want
And try to leave before I notice
You tell me just kiss me one more time
But I am caught up in the moment
Now I can’t even focus
Are we advancing or are we relapsing
When it’s just us I don’t think of the past
I can’t pretend that it doesn’t affect me
I think you’d stay away if you really loved me
You’re just here to take what you want
And try to leave before I notice
I’ll tell you it’s okay just this once
But I am caught up in the moment
You’re just here to take what you want
And try to leave before I notice
I’ll tell you it’s okay just this once
But I am caught up in the moment
Now I can’t even focus
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6. |
Dressed
02:14
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Like Roses Berkeley, California
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