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| Dance, Dance (le 22/12/2006 à 23h16) |
Dance, Dance
She says she's no good with words but I'm worse Barely stuttered out "A joke of a romantic" or stuck to my tongue Weighed down with words too over-dramatic Tonight it's "it can't get much worse" Vs. "no one should ever feel like.."
I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I'll write them So you need them just to get by
Dance, Dance We're falling apart to half time Dance, Dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
You always fold just before you're found out Drink up its last call Last resort But only the first mistake and I...
I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds These words are all I have so I'll write them So you need them just to get by
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress, love
Dance, Dance We're falling apart to half time Dance, Dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead Dance, this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
Why don't you show me the little bit of spine You've been saving for his mattress (mattress, mattress) I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me
Dance, Dance We're falling apart to half time Dance, Dance And these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love) Dance this is the way they'd love (way they'd love) Dance this is the way they'd love If they knew how misery loved me
Dance, Dance Dance, Dance Dance, Dance Dance, Dance |
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| Sugar We're Going Down (le 28/12/2006 à 22h39) |
Sugar We're Going Down
Am I more than you bargained for yet I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear Cause that's just who I am this week Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it [x2]
Is this more than you bargained for yet Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet Wishing to be the friction in your jeans Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him I'm just a notch in your bedpost But you're just a line in a song (Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it [x2]
Down, down in an earlier round And Sugar, we're going down swinging I'll be your number one with a bullet A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself) And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said) I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself) A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down (down, down) Down, down (down, down) We're going down, down (down, down) A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself) And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said) I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself) A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it |
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| A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More (le 28/12/2006 à 22h42) |
A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"
I confess, I{'m just} messed up dropping "I'm sorry" like you're still around And I know you dressed up {said} "hey kid you'll never live this down"
'Cause you're just the girl all the boys want to dance with And I'm just the boy who's had too many chances
I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"
I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late
Write me off, give up on me Cause darling, what did you expect I'm just off a lost cause a long shot, don't even take this bet
You can make all the moves, you can aim all the spotlights Get all the sighs and the moans just right
I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She said, she said, she said, "Why don't you just drop dead?"
I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late
(always on, always on) You said you'd keep me honest (always on, always on) But I won't call you on it (always on, always on)
I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late
I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late
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| Thnks Fr Th Mmrs (le 13/08/2007 à 21h28) |
Thnks Fr Th Mmrs
I'm gonna make you bend and break (It sent you to me without wings) Say a prayer but let the good times roll In case God doesn't show (Let the good times roll, let the good times roll) And I want these words to make things right But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life "Who does he think he is?" If that's the worst you got Better put your fingers back to the keys
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great "He tastes like you only sweeter" One night, yeah, and one more time Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
Been looking forward to the future But my eyesight is going bad And this crystal ball It's always cloudy except for (except for) When you look into the past (look into the past) One night stand (one night stand off)
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great "He tastes like you only sweeter" One night, yeah, and one more time Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
They say I only think in the form of crunching numbers In hotel rooms collecting page six lovers Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes I'm a liner away from getting you into the mood, whoa
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great "He tastes like you only sweeter" One night, yeah, and one more time Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
One night and one more time (One more night, one more time) Thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great "He tastes like you only sweeter" One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time) Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories "He, he tastes like you only sweeter" |
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| The Take Over, The Breaks Over (le 13/08/2007 à 21h15) |
The Take Over, The Breaks Over
Baby, seasons change but people don't. And I'll always be waiting in the back room. I'm boring but overcompensate with Headlines and flash, flash, flash photography.
But don't pretend you ever forgot about me. Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion magazines. Widow or a divorcee? Don't pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend.
We don't fight fair. We don't fight fair.
They say your head can be a prison. Then these are just conjugal visits. People will dissect us till This doesn't mean a thing anymore.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me. Don't pretend you ever forgot about me.
Wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee? Style your wake for fashion magazines, ohhh. Widow or a divorcee? Don't pretend, d-d-d-don't pretend.
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces. We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, woah. We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces. We're dropped and well concealed in secret places We don't fight fair. We don't fight fair. We don't fight fair. We don't fight fair. We don't fight fair.
We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces. We're dropped and well concealed in secret places, woah. We do it in the dark with smiles on our faces. We're dropped and well concealed in secret places. We don't fight fair. With smiles on our faces. We're dropped and well concealed in secret places. We don't fight fair.
Don't pretend you ever forgot about me. We don't fight fair. Don't pretend you ever forgot about me. We don't fight fair. |
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