Turn down your inhibitions tonight,
cave in, darling.
You just might be the only thing I need in life.
Turn down your anger,
I could follow you home,
you shouldn't be alone
when you've got hurtful words in your heart.
Turn down the lights,
this bulb's been burning so bright
the fibers have turned white,
much like that â€~hot' look in your eyes.
And turn down that stare
you're perfectly aware
I strive to be sincere when it's your voice in my phone.
And I could sit here,
write the most epic of verse
and I am realizing now that it wouldn't make a difference.
Because I'm falling apart while I sit at this bar,
'cause we've spanned the border on account of legalities.
Drowning myself in the sounds of a jukebox,
that's playing the worst songs,
and I'm counting change.
â€½No Sleep Till Brooklyn,â€
how it might take me home,
or it might conjure up some distasteful memories.
And I'll paint my words in an off shade of blood
when I think back to hugs
and your malicious intents.
â€~Cause guilt's just a consequence
derived from the anguish
that you have kindly stored inside my veins,
and I'm twirling a dart
I could stick in my heart,
but all it could do is help hold it together.
I'm stumbling my way
onto the street
and this fog in the air makes me long for you in my sheets.
It's the sounds of a city
cursed with a panic,
that I feel myself from bankrolling my â€½loveâ€ on you,
and a friendly stranger brings me back to my feet.
She can warm my car seat,
and anything else she chooses.
Liquor takes hold
as we walk in the cold,
but I can't shake this memory as I hear a voicemail...
â€½I'm calling you on your phone, cause I want to come back home. I'm dying on this couch alone, I'm suffocating in your test.â€
|1||I'm Supposed To Love You|
|3||The Broken Boy <3's The Greedy Girl|
|4||Diocese To Exist|
|6||Jersey Girls Do It Better|
|8||I Slept With The Nittany Liar|
|9||If I Had Real Balls, It'd Be My 'Away Message'|
|11||She's The Softest Sound In London (London)|
|13||Angels On Speed-Dial (I Like Your Style)|
|15||Seven Shades Of Stupid|
|16||I Got A Fever (Define 'You')|
|17||Here's Your Valen-TimeBomb|
|19||Once Upon My Broken Facial Expression|
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|1.||I'm Supposed To Love You|
|3.||The Broken Boy <3's The Greedy Girl|
|4.||Diocese To Exist|
|6.||Jersey Girls Do It Better|
|8.||I Slept With The Nittany Liar|
|9.||If I Had Real Balls, It'd Be My 'Away Message'|
|11.||She's The Softest Sound In London (London)|
|13.||Angels On Speed-Dial (I Like Your Style)|
|15.||Seven Shades Of Stupid|
|16.||I Got A Fever (Define 'You')|
|17.||Here's Your Valen-TimeBomb|
|19.||Once Upon My Broken Facial Expression|
|1||Once Upon My Broken Facial Expression|
|2||Here's Your Valen-TimeBomb|
|3||I Got A Fever (Define 'You')|
|4||Seven Shades Of Stupid|
|6||Angels On Speed-Dial (I Like Your Style)|
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