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Turn the Pages
03:55
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I’ve been hanging on this story board for so long.
Yeah, I’ve been waiting to be drawn up or thrown away.
And I’m an addict of words, I confess. Inebriated,
I will stumble and fall, but I will dust myself off.
As hard as I try on any given night,
I can’t seem to help but trip on them all.
So if you’re listening just say so.
Cause I’m not an open book but I’ll turn the pages to get you started
And if you stick around well, Baby we’ll get to work on the next part and
I’m no perfect man. I don’t think I will be, but let’s be honest.
Perfection can’t last, but I promise I’ll stay close and stick around.
And I've been hanging on letters I wrote her.
They finally turned to words
that I can read and repeat to you.
They say, "I’ll say the wrong things at the right time,
but I’ll sing the right words to keep you up at night."
If you can hear me through this lame rhyme,
would it be absurd to think that it’s alright?
So if you’re listening just say so,
cause if I’m on your mind I need to know.
Cause I’m not an open book but I’ll turn the pages to get you started
And if you stick around well, Baby we’ll get to work on the next part and
I’m no perfect man. I don’t think I will be, but let’s be honest.
Perfection can’t last, but I promise I’ll stay close and stick around.
All the letters I’ve burned and all the pages I’ve turned,
seems like they go on forever
and all the lessons I’ve learned, as far as I’m concerned...
things can only get better.
Cause I’m not an open book but I’ll turn the pages to get you started
And if you stick around well, Baby we’ll get to work on the next part and
I’m no perfect man. I don’t think I will be, but let’s be honest.
Perfection can’t last, but I promise I’ll stay close and stick around.
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Harbor
02:52
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I never thought that I would see
my way through everything I grew to believe
of broken vessels in a sea of shattered
hearts but you came in and pulled me from the dry and the dark.
You're a storm I'd die to be lost in.
I'm steady with the ship, no still for its captain
cause I know no one knows the name of ships that
just stay in harbor, and I'm not scared of the water.
It won't
break me down.
I've got faith that the ocean can't
pull me down,
cause no tide can keep me from you now
I know it's hard, but believe everything I say
cause I've got faith in the ocean.
I never thought that I would see
my way through everything I grew to believe
and I know no one knows the name of ships that
just stay in harbor, and I'm not scared of the water.
It won't
break me down.
I've got faith that the ocean can't
pull me down,
cause no tide can keep me from you now.
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3. |
All But One
03:14
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If we're rain, then I'm a drop on the windshield and she's a hurricane.
I'm hoping to get pulled out to her sea and ground becomes a memory,
because I've been standing still for far too long, but she's knocked my off my feet.
With my back in the water, she'll sing me to sleep.
And I've been kicking rocks into walls to just keep the weather out, but she broke through.
Instead of running away - yeah, it's a habit I've made - I stood steady by the gate.
These walls have stood strong for far too long, but she'll bring them to their knees.
Now I spend my days waiting for rain. Sometimes it comes around to me.
I feel untouchable by all but one and every time she lets me go, I come undone.
The whole world shakes inside these hands. Tired and shaking, I am
Unbreakable by all but one, cause I'm all sewn up but the thread gets caught
and as she walks away, I come undone. Tired and shaking I am,
I'm falling, but I'm just drop on the windshield and she's a hurricane.
I feel untouchable by all but one and every time she lets me go, I come undone.
The whole world shakes inside these hands. Tired and shaking, I am
Unbreakable by all but one, cause I'm all sewn up but the thread gets caught
and as she walks away, I come undone. Tired and shaking I am,
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Chandeliers
03:55
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I said I'm sorry for everything that's happened,
but now I take it back because I know the truth.
You saw it happen and you did nothing to help it,
and now you want me to stay and untie the noose.
Will you pull yourself down and walk away?
Or will you break down on the steps to your house
with your head in your hands and you're drowning in doubt?
Because you fall down like a chandelier.
You lay shattered and broken, alone in your bed.
You can lie to yourself, but it's not all in your head.
Your eyes glisten like chandeliers.
[And I know you can't fight it,
but you're choking, not dying.
So I'll be there to force the air.]
Sometimes it looked like a car crash in slow motion,
and it took me down but I still walked away.
So what's this talk of desire and devotion?
You have no room to talk but always something to say,
and I never needed your help anyway.
So will you break down on the steps to your house
with your head in your hands and you're drowning in doubt?
Because you fall down like a chandelier.
You lay shattered and broken, alone in your bed.
You can lie to yourself, but it's not all in your head.
Your eyes glisten like chandeliers.
[And I know you can't fight it,
but you're choking, not dying.
So I'll be there to force the air.]
I've been holding my tongue in, but you know it's coming for you.
You're choking, you're not dying.
So will you break down on the steps to your house
with your head in your hands and you're drowning in doubt?
Because you fall down like a chandelier.
You lay shattered and broken, alone in your bed.
You can lie to yourself, but it's not all in your head.
Your eyes glisten like chandeliers.
So will you break down?
So will you break down?
You lay shattered and broken alone in your bed.
Lie to yourself, but it's not all in your head.
Your eyes glisten like chandeliers.
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5. |
Satellites
03:47
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So this is where the road turns into a bridge we left broke down and abandoned
and I promised myself I would never go back there again and again and again,
cause I left some blood on the other side.
Yeah, I left some blood on the other side
and I promised myself I would never go back there again and again and again.
So wake me when the night is through
cause I'm trying to pull myself through.
...and I thought time was on my side.
So here we go
again in these circles where noone wins and we end up in
a basement where we're all drunk and dumb
and we've got nothing to say but we just can't shut up.
And I left some blood down there last night.
Yeah, I left some blood down there last night,
and I promised myself I would never go back there again and again and again and again.
(I'll never go back there, so...)
So wake me when the night is through
cause I'm trying to pull myself through.
...and I thought time was on my side.
I'm out looking for stars in the sky,
and if they're satellites, well, tonight that's fine cause I
need something to believe in tonight.
I'm out looking for stars in the sky,
and if they're satellites, well, fuck it. That's fine cause I
just need something to believe in tonight.
I'm getting of 3am. I'm getting tired of stained-white ceilings
and late-night fuck-up and unconsciousness.
They said "breathe in", and "take some time off."
"Sleep in, just turn your mind off".
I know the damage that's been done.
So wake me when the night is through
cause I'm trying to pull myself through.
And save me. I don't want to be like you.
And now I'm sick of this place, and I am sick of your games.
I'm just trying to pull through.
So wake me when the night is through
cause I'm trying to pull myself through.
Wake me up.
(And I'm sick of this place, and I'm sick of your games, I'm just trying to pull through.)
Wake me up.
(And I'm sick of this place, and I'm sick of your games, I'm just trying to pull through.)
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6. |
For What It's Worth
03:01
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Every word that I ever said
is just a memory of what I should have said back then.
With a slip of the tongue, yeah, a slip of the tongue,
everything comes undone.
Every song that I ever wrote
are the words in my head that I just want you to know.
You turn the radio off, you turn the radio off,
so everything comes undone.
And I know that you don't know what makes it love, not agony,
so I will tell you the secret of everything you'll get from me.
It's not a page from the notebook that I tore out.
It's everything that I am and everything that you're without.
Every word that you ever said
is just a memory of what you should have said back then.
By the looks of it all, by the looks of it all,
you've all but come undone.
For what it's worth,
everything I know is where I come from and where I wanna go.
For what it's worth,
just to let you know, that where I come from, is where I'll never go.
And I know that you don't know what makes it love, not agony,
so I will tell you the secret of everything you'll get from me.
It's not a page from the notebook that I tore out.
It's everything that I am and everything that you're without.
So sing me what you want me to be and I'll try and pretend
that I ever even called at all.
I've got a feeling that you'll never even know the truth.
I've got a feeling that you'll never even know at all.
And I know that you don't know what makes it love, not agony,
so I will tell you the secret of everything you'll get from...
And I know that you don't know what makes it love, not agony,
so I will tell you the secret of everything you'll get from me.
It's not a page from the notebook that I tore out.
It's everything that I am and everything that you're without.
Everything that you're without.
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7. |
Sold Your Soul
04:03
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You think that I'm someone worth fighting for,
but you fought every word I said and were drawing lines in sand
and I didn't care to cross them.
So here I stand, with my feet in the water.
I'd leave you out in the ocean.
I've got a good reason to leave it all behind.
I don't want to be a memory.
I don't want to be a past mistake.
I don't want to be some photograph in a book you have,
cause that will never change. (but I will and...)
I ripped through you like a hurricane,
but you tear down at the thought of rain.
But I couldn't let you drown,
couldn't let you drown.
I ripped through you like a hurricane,
but you tear down at the thought of rain.
and I should've let you drown,
should've let you drown.
I guess we all make mistakes.
I don't want to be a memory.
I don't want to be a past mistake.
I don't want to be some photograph in a book you have,
cause that will never change. (but I will and...)
I hope you think of me when you hear Brand New
and every time you don't think shit through
because you sold your soul. Yeah, you fucked it all up,
so slither away to the grass you come from.
I don't want to be a memory.
I don't want to be a past mistake.
I don't want to be some photograph in a book you have,
cause that will never change. (but I will and...)
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8. |
Singing Myself to Sleep
03:26
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You don't notice me at all.
I'm just here, and i'll take the fall for you.
If I were to write a novel, would you write my next chapter?
Because i'm running short on plot lines,
and my pen will be running dry.
Cause I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep.
And I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep and dream you sing along.
If i had only one cent left, I'd save it just to hear your thoughts
and if I had just one mile left in this engine,
I'd make you my last stop if you'd have me.
And I'm running low on destinations that have something worth staying for.
Cause I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep.
And I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep and dream you sing along
with me, and like this melody you'll be stuck in my head.
you'll be all i can hear. just be...
Cause I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep.
And I'll be writing you songs until you come around to me
and I'll be singing myself to sleep
and dream you sing along.
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9. |
How It Has To Be
04:43
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I am a secret that's been kept down for centuries,
stored in an empty house that's been fixed up because you came around.
And I try to paint these walls, so you don't have to see how ruined I can be,
and I'll hang a chandelier to show you how you light up everything inside of me.
You can tell me what you want me to be,
cause you are the only reason I'm anything to me.
You say we're perfect. You know I have to agree,
and soon they will see, it's how it has to be.
I am the shaking hands that held me up as I kissed your neck,
and I am the awkward words about how I can't get you out of my head.
It's been nine months. You're still all that matters to me.
"I'll Catch You" and "Is This Really Happening?"
You can tell me what you want me to be,
cause you are the only reason I'm anything to me.
You say we're perfect. You know I have to agree,
and soon they will see, it's how it has to be.
You can tell me what you want me to be,
cause you are the only reason I'm anything to me.
You say we're perfect. You know I have to agree,
and soon they will see, it's how it has to be.
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10. |
I Don't Need a Doctor
03:00
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Five days. I'm tired, I'll medicate with thoughts.
I lost hope in words that they say.
Believe me, it's hard for me to find the way
back home to my mind and complacency.
I've got a laundry list of offenses.
Just my empty pockets and no traces
of rationality. My personality
has drained to slurred speech and lack of chases.
Unlike my night, I'm fucking wasted.
Well I don't need a doctor, I just need my headphones so
I'll put myself together, find my way home.
And I don't need your pills, and I don't need some sleep.
All I need is my friends, a cigarette, and a drink.
Lights out. I'm passed out on concrete.
I wake up and drink down as the city falls asleep.
I know I'm where I need to be -
far gone with my mind, no complacency.
I'm losing common sense with my senses,
but I don't need them now. They have their cases
of making changes and of acting ages, but
where's the fun in that cause we're all shameless?
Just like their nights, we're fucking wasted.
Well I don't need a doctor, I just need my headphones so
I'll put myself together, find my way home.
And I don't need your pills, and I don't need some sleep.
All I need is my friends, a cigarette, and a drink.
Well I don't need a doctor, I just need my headphones so
I'll put myself together, find my way home.
And I don't need your pills, and I don't need some sleep.
All I need is my friends, a cigarette, and a drink.
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