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Sometimes I think when I was happy
I had just turned twenty and I met her at a party
I was starting to get all those funny feelings in my chest
and all those feelings in my chest won't go away
And she said
"Connor, you should watch out because I'm bad news"
I said "I've been to hell and back, I think that I can handle you"
I guess that we're all wrong sometimes
And if I get a cut I'll bleed for a day
but this pain, it just won't go away
it might not be a broken heart
but it's a start
Now Joe got his new car and he's driving south
Josie's making stories up with her big mouth
Me, Derek, Matt and Tom are trying to move it all along
and break the audio surface tension with our songs
Dan's in Milford, Eric's nowhere to be found
I'm spinning circles, tipping bottles upside down
seems only yesterday we placed our bids on life
seems only yesterday that we were kids, alright
And if I get a cut I'll bleed for a day
but this pain, it just won't go away
it might not be a broken heart
but it's a start
Oh, I am so drunk that it's funny
but maybe it's not as funny as we think?
no, it's ok, cause we're just joking
just silly kids, we took up smoking
Did I ever tell you just how sick I felt
when you were all fucked up on drugs and screaming in your prison cell?
It isn't very funny anymore
when we get too fucked up and pass out on the floor
No, it isn't very funny anymore
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Green My Eyes
02:44
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I can't say I don't think from time to time what it was like
for me to first see your blonde skies from the inside
of your tiny little bed, your dogs would take up most of it
but I didn't mind, that was fine
because for a short time I had a spot to call all mine
So quiet when you move around, you move around
if your policeman dad ever found out all that we did, never found out
I never found out how to kill the lies and green your pretty little eyes
and make you love me all the time
Stop leaving, turn around and tell me how to work this out
Come back from New York City, please, and tell me everything
I'll never find out how to green your eyes
No, i'll never find out how to green your eyes
and you'll never find out how to leave my mind
and you'll never love me all the time
I can't say I don't think from time to time
what it was like
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There's a building in the city where my money goes
where I stare at blank walls, unlearning all I've known
I'm so sick of paying tolls and driving home in the fucking snow
no one grooved up to your casket in those funny clothes
Jesus died for nothing, I suppose
I don't want to be your radio
tuning in to any station you might like that fits your selfish needs on winter nights
when you would call me on the phone
to validate all of the stupid selfish reasons why your house is not a home
And this house is not a home
no this house is not a home
It's all just skin and bones
without you
My mouth will never move in the right way
on Saturdays
and on sadder days I've had the company
of one or two, of few and true
but never you
And this house is not a home
no this house is not a home
It's all just skin and bones
without you
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Cape Cod
03:43
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waiting for the radio to send its messages in time for time
or something won't be paid in full, this game is thrown
the night is young, the day is old
wake up when you fall asleep
and just throw those bad dreams out into
your winding suburban street and your houses locks, where you hide the keys are all
secrets i will keep
and i'll say "oh, the things you'll never know"
and i hope that it snows before you go home
and fast through the tape at speeds, over the icy streets
that wire cut right back from me
you looked like a painting outside the window of my car
and i'll say "oh, the things you'll never know"
and i hope that it snows before you go home
I'm feeling so cold and sick
and it's all the same when i'm driving down route 6
i won't ever hate you when you fall asleep
or tire of the empathy or modality
and i will see if i can see
and i won't ever leave
and i'm going to miss you when you go
i hope you know
and i hope it snows
before you go home
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Very Okay
04:55
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I've seen your green eyes glow gold when you promise to whoever
about how you're leaving home
I won't ever have the heart to tell you
I woke up one day to find that I'd spent all winter inside with you
I've got a lot to think about
a lot to think of now
Like the parking lots and old streets
and our house in Carolina
What it looks like in your dreams
And all the books that we weren't old enough to read
I've got a lot to think about
a lot to think of now
Now our parking lots are filled with empty broken cars and too much snow
and we might dream about our house in Carolina, we won't ever call it home
My thoughts might suffocate inside my head
but I remember laying green inside your bed
The drive from Cape Cod when I called and lost reception
The static silence sent from the end of the Earth
and I'll never learn my lesson
I've got a lot to think about
Like the drive back home
and the songs on the radio
Minnesota's yellow highway lines
and the things you'll never know
My fortune tone
There is a building painted blue
it's on a hill and you won't ever call it home
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Caffeine
02:31
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Hey babe, your summer smile has gone away
Ash tray, it's left me in a crooked haze
And it's strange that my heart beats the very same
as it did the day I came
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo
Oo woo oo woo oo
Caffeine inside my mind is all aligned
Who thinks, who ever really has the time?
I'd like to see the color of your eyes
if they're neon white then I'll show you mine
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo
Oo woo oo woo oo
Lightning bolts, the lightest snow
will fall and drive you home
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo
Oo woo oo, oo oo
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Providence
02:21
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Last night walking down from Thayer Street the fires burned out in our dreams
but in the corner I could see that you were glancing back toward me
The river didn't make a sound, we sat too close and tried to count
the windows in the buildings rooted in the ground beneath our feet
Every couple months there comes a night
where I can tell you love me like I wish you would all of the time
Do you remember your green dress?
Or how we made this awful mess?
I want to start it all again
And on nights when I'm out with everyone
poisoning ourselves and having fun
I can't say "I'm scared and I'm alone,
this house is not a home without you"
The only thing I'll ever want to know
is where you've been and where you'll go
A single synapse in my mind
An on/off switch I'll never find
So I guess it always has to end, and when it does we'll start again
Do you remember what we said in September on my front step?
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