[Intro]. We threw a party,Yea we threw a party. Your Girlfriend Came over and we threw a party. We threw a party,Yea we threw a party. Your Girlfriend came over and we threw a Fucking Party.
Its 6AM, open roads and open skies. under this wyoming sunrise. a close encounter with. the emptiness and nothingness. 21 years out on the run from our small hometown.
This puzzled look you stare to me says. "You put me back together". Her head's down, she waits impatiently. Scattered in my heart, torn up and ripped apart.
It's tuesday morning and there is nothing I'd rather do. Traffic Jams and Train Cars just to get to you. maybe we would walk around. just showing me your home town.
Just keep coughing, smoke another cigarette. Dream another big dream, just live and regret. So fuck the warning signs, I'm already dead inside. Dying for a feeling to say goodbye (say good night).
My voice is tired I can barely speak a whisper. These words clear our minds. And these broken bottles and glasses. Heal our lives. So drinks to the skies and blood to your eyes.
Long goodbyes and second chances. Forgiving all we fight for, forgetting all we lose. Cause we're losing it on the way things happen. Doing all we do to fill up the quiet.
somewhere beyond these unforgettable days. we can find it in ourselves to live our lives again. your misplaced in time, authoring your tragedy. but your dreams and lies.
And there's villians in their closets. and theives beneath their beds. And business men in mirrors. with guns against their heads. Stepstools beneath their ankles.
And did you ever wish you saved. all the lessons that you gave. cus I'll save them all to you. and did you ever hope our eyes. could be spared of all your lies.
summer nights are growing cold. august goodbyes are getting close. so lets leave all of the windows open tonight. leave us no choice but to cuddle close.
Now I'll keep reaching for a time. when all the heart we've put in. will find its way back to us. and fill our lives with feeling. Its a passion undescribed.
I was down at the New Amsterdam. Staring at this yellow-haired girl. Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation. With this black-haired Flamenco dancer. . And she dances while his father plays guitar.
I feel deserted in her eyes. like I'm floating in red seas. set your sails, catch a breeze. Under early morning sky's. she drives far away from me. set your sails, set me free.
You sat crossing your legs. outside on your front steps. Just as i was making my way home. I bummed a cigarette off of you. and asked "what you were doin alone?".
you dont want this anymore. cause there is no sense in holding. to peace of mind thats stolen...... furthermore, opinions and thoughts of you. have turned into, maybe nothing of the kind.
This feeling never dies, the fever never breaks. It sinks into your skin, and drips across your face. It speaks to me, telling me your terrified of this disease.
I walked along the avenue. I never thought I'd meet a girl like you. Meet a girl like you. . With auburn hair and tawny eyes. The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through.
Ive put aside all my worries and my cares. but now your in my dreams again, "what are you doing there?". am I the same? cause i dont feel the same. or have i changed?, forgotten what its like to feel okay......
So assuming that this weekend there's a part of me thats thinkin of coming up to join you. You know I sure, I wouldnt want to.. Ruin all your chances on your one night stand romances.