(P. Pentland/Sloan) I can't invest my time I've tried it all and I'm tired of trying You think you've got it all figured out And everything you think
What could you both possibly share? (Other than the color of your hair) Sean said, "We both play guitar" Never even have to say a word That's the best
Somehow it grew Cut me in two To tell you the truth I don't know what I'm doing So this is it From where you sit I should be going Put it back Into
Think, I've lost my sense of humor 'Cause I can't seem to get a laugh I keep forgetting all the punch lines And I can't make them up that fast Remember
Shame, shame Because you couldn't say your girlfriend's name For sure I'll say it next time for sure She has got the saddest handle that I know No one
Pushed off of the silver swings I got my braces full of sand When all I ever wanted to do Was hold on to your hand Lost you once I never had a second
Can't you see the black strap It holds me up for the last lap I know I said, I had a good time But now I'm sprawled across the finish line I'm pickin
There's no more fame to address did you impress in all fairness yes so just cancel my game, if it's all the same to you I've had clear thoughts tied in
While I'm at this funeral You're in New York I've been dividing my grieving You're sleeping with a mutual friend I dreamed that I kissed your mouth And
Things can happen if we stay I missed my chance But I think I'm gonna get another Assume a stance That'll take you this long to recover Everyone has
I suppose, I've seen you three times now And I guess that I'm wondering how You keep the boys at bay I have a feeling that they are wondering too I've
It all seemed to happen so fast Will you ever believe the way he passed away? I saw his widow speak on her fortune She was feelin' pretty apathetic Coax
Songs are all about you And I'm tellin' everyone I'm doin' fine without you I hurt you but I helped you You may think I've a lot of nerve But I deserve
So long Matthew, I will miss you There is too much to do or I'd go with you It's a bad time, I haven't got a dime So long Alison, I now know where you
She came running I hate everything that came before me Crushed, I'm breaking under the crush Don't ignore me 'Cause you know I can always make it louder
You had the best of intentions now But the bad inventions let us down And now it's gone Who really cares if we ever find a home Yeah, yeah I wanna thank
Halloween The night the artist caused a scene The night I heard about his queen I'm just glad my clock was clean Hit the road Hit the ceiling Hit my
Do your time to pay the price For every thing you've done wrong baby In your life, you get so high There's nowhere left to go but down Don't believe
