1. |
of us
01:47
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i was sitting at the bus stop
with my hands flat on the bench
in hopes that you would come
and hold me close again
i don't have enough
pictures of how we used to be
so maybe this song
could be like a photograph
of us
of us
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2. |
rest my head
01:57
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i took deep breaths from yr hair
and you drew from the black carpeting
fell asleep on yr stomach
let me rest my head
woke up next morning in my own bed
on yr stomach i rest my head
woke up next morning and you were dead
eighteen years and nothing but bad luck
they put yr body in the back of a pickup
balled up in a blanket
a dose of reality, yea i drank it
let me rest my head
woke up next morning and you were dead
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3. |
remember that time
01:08
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that's not how it's supposed to be
cut yr ties
don't even bat yr eyes
that's not how it's supposed to be
remember that time you loved me?
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4. |
archaeologist
02:12
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i find myself getting frustrated over forgetting the quirks of a body i studied like flash cards for the big test
it seems you've found another cadaver to poke next
but i can still recall: favorite color and choice dates, preferred flower and fragrance
i've got bits and pieces of you tucked away
all evidence, where's the real thing
i don't cross yr mind
i swear you slept in my bed
well gimme a clue, it's such a drag to still love you
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5. |
i know
01:20
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i know that you don't really want
to go out for coffee
but you say it
you say it anyway
don't be so quick to give out
pieces of yrself
cause sooner or later
yr gonna run out
yea sooner or later, yr gonna run out
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6. |
it's not worth it
02:56
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see you next semester
see you never
my head always hurts
i stay quiet
it's not worth it
see you next semester
see you never
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7. |
go home
02:52
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scotch tape and cheap paper towels
stained red
i swear i'm fucked up in the head
meet me in the park
don't touch me
you need to go home
i need to go home
meet me in the park
keep touching me
no, don't go home
i don't wanna go home
scotch tape and cheap paper towels
stained red
i swear i'm fucked up in the head
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8. |
gold star
02:48
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you were the sea
and i'm a little rowboat
be gentle on my cracks
i've never been relaxed
foggy nights on docks in yr lap
be gentle on my cracks
i've never been relaxed
the riptide came so close to the shore
don't wanna think about you anymore
you were my sea
and i'm a little rowboat
bang me up against the pilings
be gentle on my cracks
i've never been relaxed
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9. |
rt 9
02:00
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driving down rt 9
four hours past midnight
endless black
a time warp
swallowing us both
and we were happy to let go
got to yr house at five am
i'm so glad it's over
yea me too
smiles in past tense
happiness is an invention
and i'm still trying to get the patents
for smiles in past tense
happiness is an invention
and i'm still trying to get the patents
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10. |
strongtomato3
01:32
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on the nineteenth floor
nineteen years old
i look at the lights
and forget about our fights
no that's okay
i leave the party early anyway
the subway is dripping
don't remember the last time
my heart started skipping
when the blue line comes
down the tunnel
and hits my face
with cold damp wind
i guess i still wonder
if i loved you
if i loved you better than him
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11. |
memories for the future
02:55
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thought i saw you
turns out i was wrong
i wonder why yr at
that cross street
and i can't stop thinkin
about the possibilities
of who yr with
or if they treat you like they should
then i realize
that i'm somewhere too
and you don't ask the same question i do
now we're just old ex bestfriends
we've traded hopes and dreams
and everything between
for sporadic talks
about this and that
and the weather
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12. |
mask me
02:53
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i wonder if you mask me
cover me up just like a bruise
and does yr mommy miss me
at the kitchen table
on saturday mornings
and do you miss me crawling over you
to get out of bed
and all i got is flowers
and synapses turned sour
yea all i got is flowers
no flower girl
i wonder if you mask me
cover me up just like a bruise
but like those saturdays
you can't was me away
i wonder if you mask me
cover me up just like a bruise
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13. |
absolute truths
03:33
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my head is full
of memories
vague outlines of things
i can't pinpoint
i guess i'm still stuck in the clouds
i still get nervous around big crowds
i wonder if yr truths were absolute
just like three is nine's square root
reality smooths itself out
a far cry from my expectations
but my head is still so full
so full of you
and i guess reality smooths itself out
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