Take My Life
Got a habit, i'll admit it
but the fall's worth the sin
when you're floating, for a moment,
like a sock in the wind
it's an old myth
with a brand new twist
so come on kids
to the drawbridge
ain't no time to live
with your head inside the noose
and the rocks inside your shoes too
take my life
day to day
drop me off in a better place
Got a daily cycle of remorse and regret
keeps me going up the mountain when I can't seem to quit
and a daily cycle of burn and rebuild
gets me running into traffic when I can't get killed
with my head inside the noose
yeah the rocks inside my shoes do
take my life
day to day
drop me off in a better place
And if my key breaks in the lock
I'm taking off for a better place
And if my wheels are falling off
i'll take a walk for a better place
better place
take my life
ithaca
i took a bus to the train to the airport
they had no flights when I arrived
so I took a cab from my door to upstate new york
I paid the price, I paid the price
if you believe it, if you believe it
I'll waste no time
I sent my heart up to ithaca, ithaca
I don't know just how far
I set my heart up in ithaca, ithaca
i don't know just what for
deacons
my mother said be yourself, no one else
all this she said loving us to her death
she spread herself thin, like the last of the jam
she gave and gave and gave again
my jesus said love the whore, not yourself
all this he said spraying blood from the head
he passed the bread out to the men with their mouths
widest open
i have a nature, and i have a body
i'll leave it to miracles, wipe out the memory
between stealing the wine
passing our notes, sneaking our looks
deacons reaching around
breaking their vows, creeping us out
we broke all the lead
made our minds up instead
to just wait and wait and wait it out
so we wait and wait and wait it out
got god
got god, got boring
lost god, stayed boring got drunk
found god, once again
stayed drunk, now i'm singin' my sins
that stage, my pulpit
these days, i take what i can get
and i pray so hard
thank god for this damn guitar
got god, got boring
lost god, stayed boring, got drunk
found god, once again
stayed drunk, now i'm singing my sins
my guardian angel
her arms are wrapped so tight around me
and i'm safe so far
my baby's driving my car
one long country song
it's one long country song to the metro
which is five blocks by anyone else's count
it's a song that recollects a dinner with a friend
and as the song comes to an end, you're going down
and it's one long awkward talk til the daylight
and it's one small challenge you can't meet
so if you were counting on ideals or a dream
stay awake. she will steal them in your sleep
and if the long song's killing you through white headphones with no bass
and the bottom end is dropping out your chest
know the morning travelers are all feeling quite the same
oh but still nobody is jumping to the tracks
cuz it's just one small woman with a long eye on your soul
and it's five blocks of cursing at yourself
and it's one long dirty escalator down the hole
and as the song comes to an end, maybe it helps
that as the song comes to an end, you're going home
get your shit together for the holidays
haven't talked to anyone from back home
til the one phone call from the one pay phone in town
you were getting sober, oh but not by choice
when your mom just died at the sound of your voice
when you call for help
for a buck to eat
and the candles melt
in her advent wreath
and she says your name
and you swear you will change.
get your shit together for the holidays
you can cheer up, take some medication
keep your shit together for a couple days
you can fake whatever it takes
dust off a box of old forgotten clothes
if you clean up nice, no one will ever know
but what's the point of one more disguise
when you're not even yourself in your daily life?
because nothing fits
and you look like shit
and you oughta call
and call off the trip
but she said your name
it was all she could say
get your shit together for the holidays
you can cheer up, take some medication
keep your shit together for a couple days
you can fake whatever it takes.
know that going home is not the end
hope a family can be a friend
know the bones you broke will mend
build the bridges that you burnt again
fake id's
i don't mind you lying to me
i don't mind you lying to me
if you think you're right
you must be
deceive enough for me to just believe
i'm everything you say you want
you're all i oughta need
we all got fake id's
and fake social security
if you say it's fine
it must be
in seven years our skin will itch
we'll shed our flesh and slither off again
we'll act as if we never knew each other
which is pretty accurate
cause you are a spy
and I am a thief
the truth is a lie
you just need
Another Worse Cliché
Family time
Talk about taking a wife
Give her the life
Keep the attraction alive
We've got nothing to say
We've got nothing left to hide
Only a couple of nice
Sweet undetectable lies.
Call me and say
I'm not blowing off this phase
Just to be another worse cliché.
Tell me again
About all the rabbits, George
I feed em at night
Keep the distractions alive
We've got places to go
We've got bicycles to buy
Fit for a couple of nice
Little impressionable guys.
Call me and say
We're not blowing off this phase
Just to be another worse cliché.
Can't be a sin
To keep the emotion in
Oh, can't be a lie
Keep the attraction alive
The City That Never Wakes Up
Awkward pauses, traffic lights
White lies, black ice
Slipped on something you once said
Ain't got up yet.
In the city that never wakes up
I learned how to lie down
Realize we've stopped holding hands
Not sure just when
Skyline looks like burned out cigarettes
Buildings, not home yet
In the city that never wakes up
I learned how to lie down.
How do you react when it's just fucking obvious?
How do you act un-numb?
Turn to Sand
I look at you
And then I break a sweat
Almost have a heart attack
I'm not that lucky yet.
I put my mind to rest
I give my heart to want it less
Want it less
When you don't want what you love.
I look at you
And then I turn to sand
Dissolve into pollen and
I'm fallin' through your hands
And then I blow away
A million lives that could have been
Could have been
Now you don't know what you lost.
You look at me
I'm headin' for the door
Hell, now that I got it, well,
I don't know what I wanted it for.
Of all the wrong mistakes
All the ones I should have made
Are the ones I can't outrun.
Lot starts a'leavin'
Wife starts a'screamin'
How can you break it
How can you throw it away?
I don't blame her
I don't blame her.
Oh look at me
I said it all along
I'm gonna sing the only song I know
I'm a'singin' the only song I know…
Mortal Sin
Feelin' sad at the end of an empire
Wonderin' if I have any right.
I lived every minute without a thought of connection
What's the use of a deathbed lie?
I'm in mortal sin in paradise.
If the water should rise I'm going on a vacation
Cambodia, buy some real cheap shoes
Thailand's got those really great restaurants
Pack the KY for the prostitutes.
I'm in mortal sin in paradise.
I'm in mortal sin, yeah, I feel alright.
For the long flight in I got a pocket full of Ambien
And if I want to get high I'll take two and stay awake
But I better get some rest cuz the times are a'changin'
I'll wanna wake up fresh in a world of hate
I'm in mortal sin, and it's paradise
I'm in mortal sin, I'm alright, I'm alright.