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Pug Party
02:38
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And I talked to Tyler about how I was worried
And he agreed with me, I still love you man, I just need to work on me
And I talked to Megan, for the first time in four months last night
And I think everything is going to be okay.
I'm gonna be more honest than I ever have been. With myself, with my friends
And I'm gonna piss off, just about everyone. But it's okay, cause I'm becoming okay.
I’ll say all the things I’m thinking while you’re still listening
I’ll save the shit I’ve been hiding for side-B
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I’m not to blame for your excuses
You remain stubborn and useless
But I can’t complain.
What the fuck do you know about loyalty? I’m talking to the person on the phone with me.
Is this who you want to be? You’re bringing out the darker side of me.
Get yourself a backbone, or at least another ride home.
There something about the last few nights, but I swear this is where I draw the line.
So far away, you’re just drunk and calling.
Making me question myself, my motives, my intent.
I guess there’s comfort in commentary.
Where you can get away with saying anything.
But I can’t complain.
And I wrote down all reasons I should leave
I wrote down all the things that stop me
your forced love and lame behavior
just kept me around for the sake of comfort and fear
“Those songs we sang in my car have been on all day long”
“I swear I don't miss you, I just miss feeling loved”
“and the sound of your call at 3 am when I’m not sure”
“if I’ll ignore you or pick up on a whim”
Let me make life good enough
Let me make our lives good enough.
There’s no right way or wrong way.
To make this conversation less awkward.
These are mistakes we’ve both made.
You’re drunk and you’re calling,
“Those songs we sang in my car have been on all day long”
“I swear I don't miss you, I just miss feeling loved”
“and the sound of your call at 3 am when I’m not sure”
“if I’ll ignore you or pick up on a whim”
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3. |
Running Tape
02:51
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I've been taking a lot of showers lately
And watching the shampoo run down the drain
With my hooped for this afternoon
And I just wish that I had a little more back bone
Cause I can commit to 3 tattoos but not even one afternoon.
How's that fair?
How's that fair of me to say to you?
There are some grooves that you just can't shake
Some words that never leave your mouth and a handful of horrors that won't wash out of your hair, and I swear the grooves of old records, paths that we walk through, are wearing out, we are wearing out.
How's that fair?
How's that fair of me to say to you?
You're not trying to be the bad guy, just caught in doing right by me
The problem isn't you, the problem is that you care about how I'm gonna be
When I wake up, self respect out the window, my life is in shambles
I need to clean up my act, I'm going back to the shower
I spent this week in a daze.
How's that fair?
How's that fair of me to say to you?
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Burden
02:38
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I saw you leave your place
Four in the morning
Off to get some meds
I was so happy you were getting help
Tommy and I had a conversation
About specifics, specifically you
How we love you,
and just want you to be okay, you know?
And Ron moved away; I didn't love her like you did but that's okay
you've got better things to do than sit and waste away, all locked in your room
This is what we call letting go
I know you've got better things to do, I know.
Give me your burden
Let me have what holds you down
Give me your burden
I want to be what makes you frown
We found god in silence, and how it's never really there
You just aren't listening to your creaky bones, and the way the wind flows through your hair
We found peace in quiet, all alone with our problems bared
I just never realized how okay I really am.
I just never realized how okay I really am.
Give me your burden
Let me have what holds you down
Give me your burden
I want to be what makes you frown
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5. |
A Late Bike Ride Alone
02:48
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Let’s slow this down and talk about how;
I'm love with people and places I may never know
I think of things complexly, but it never shows
I hope it's what I've done with you, that fear otherwise has only grown
I've lost touch with the people I once so dearly loved
cause i’m feeling better, at least convincing myself that i can be
just spending nights alone under street lights working on me.
And I'm holding on to things I can't seem to leave behind
People that I love that I can't seem to get out of my mind
if you’re wondering, i’m feeling okay
i hope you’re better now, or at least you will be some day.
I really was, I was worried
I think I am, at least I will be
I’m glad to hear
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