1. |
The Defeatist
02:46
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Never knew you were such a defeatist
Is every regret worth repeating?
You never learn in your state of grace and I think you know it
I think you've come to far to fall
Here we go again–time and time again
A late night stand, a cigarette and an awkward stare
It's never enough–you're never satisfied
My friend you show it
I think you throw it all away
Hello, let's tie one on again
You hate this place, you hate the life you're living in
You'll never leave, you'll never change your life
You know you know it
I think you slept it all away
WHOA - I think you slept it all away
WHOA - I think about it every night and day
"I think about it", she says
Let's hear it for the drugs
Let's hear it for the alcohol
Let's hear it for surviving another summer in this city
Never knew you were such a defeatist
Is every regret worth repeating?
You never learn in your state of grace and I think you know it
I think you've come to far to fall
WHOA - I think you throw it all away
WHOA - I think about it every night and day
WHOA - I think you throw it all away
WHOA - "I think about it", she says
WHOA - I think about it every night and day
WHOA - "I think about it", she says
WHOA - I think about it every night and day
WHOA - "I think about it", she says
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2. |
Last Love
03:29
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There’s something in these words
that makes me want to throw it all away
and breath again, like lungs that haven’t been abused so long
Can you please help me out?
I am broken and full of doubt
Last Love
This is a call to you
Can you hear me at night
When you’re all alone
Last Love
Come and rescue me
I am broken, I am beaten, I am bruise
I’ll sit and wait, I’ll wait years, I’ll wait for you
They say good things come to those who wait
I’d been waiting for so long I can’t remember when
It all when wrong and I lost the fight
You came and took my pain away
Last Love
This is a call to you
Can you hear me at night
When you’re all alone
Last Love
Come and rescue me
I am broken, I am beaten, I am bruise
I’ll sit and wait, I’ll wait years, I’ll wait for you
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3. |
On A Wire
01:55
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Lately I've been feeling it
I know you feel it too
This tension is real
This tension is everything
I don't have to say
No not a single word
Every word is written across my face
Motivation to keep going
Take back all that's been stolen
No matter how you crucify me
Save your breath
And just paint by numbers
Lately I've been on a razor's edge
On a wire, hanging on by a thread
I don't wanna think about it
I don't wanna think about anything
I just wanna get fucked up
And forget I exist
Motivation to keep going
Take back all that's been stolen
No matter how you crucify me
Save your breath
And just paint by numbers
Save your breath, your regret
And just paint by numbers
Save your breath, your regret
Just paint by numbers
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4. |
What It Takes
04:24
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I know I said I won't let it bring me down
I'm starting to dread putting you into the ground
I hope the signal is coming in clear
And if it's not, turn the dial
Do you have what it takes to be alone
After the sun has burned its lights out
And the systems have all shut down
I hope that this comes off sincere
But the headlights are blinding, my dear...
...and you're not my fucking ally
...and you're not my fucking ally
I wrote the perfect love note
to leave on your broken windshield
And you’ll ’ll recover the message
from the bottom of the hudson bay,
after they revive me
Do you have what it takes to be alone
After the sun has burned its lights out
And the systems have all shut down
Do you have what it takes to be alone
After the sun has burned its lights out
And the systems have all shut down
I kept my eyes on the road
But all the driving that i've done
has gotten me nowhere
Here's to the ending...
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5. |
Can't Say I'm Sorry
02:46
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It’s a typical night
and an ordinary day
I’m here without you
You’re so far away
I wish I didn’t have to love you
I wish I just didn’t care
Now I’m sitting here without you
and I wish I was there
Every time you need me I’m never here
I’m sure you’re tired of waiting
I’m sure you’re tired of caring
I can’t say I’m sorry enough
But you’re so far away
Even right here next to me
I’d call you up
but I’m afraid of what I’d say
I might decide I need you
I might be to high to say,
I’d die for you…
I’d die for you…
Every time you need me I’m never here
I’m sure you’re tired of waiting
I’m sure you’re tired of caring
I can’t say I’m sorry enough
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