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Disintegration
01:08
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Mirror
03:11
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We spent the winter
Doing dishes
Cutting dead parts off the last houseplant left
Collecting things
To miss til I feel
Sick, holding on too tight
I don't wanna make
Decisions what to give up
Make it all up
Or throw it all away
Still the same day, feel the same way
Mouth full of blood
Telling you to get lost and
Wanna be cool but I care what you think
Sitting in
A strip mall lot for
Hours, watching the windows
I don't wanna make
Decisions what to give up
Make it all up
Or throw it all away
Still the same day, feel the same way
Running circles
Same reflection in the water
As the one in the mirror
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bloodymary
03:05
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Bloody mary mix in the hotel in our hometown
Never would've said that before
But I guess it's home now
And we're breathing smoke on the rooftop
Watching something scary with the lights off
With you
And I think
You already know it
If it bugs you you don't show it
I'd do anything for you
Waking you up with bad news in the morning
Ruining the sleeve of a sweatshirt for a place I've never been
Pray for rain and stay inside all day
Look for a lie to make it all go away
For you
And I think
You already know it
If it bugs you you don't show it
I'd do anything for you
And I think
You already know it
You already know it
You already know it
You do
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4. |
Drive Thru
03:37
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Stay out til last call
Throwing bottles at the wall
Light a candle and pretend it feels like home
Just like home
Kiss me in the drive thru line
Nothing's permanent but I'd
Walk 500 miles or a thousand
Static radio
You're driving through the cold
The weather changed its mind again
But you don't
Kiss me in the drive thru line
Nothing's permanent but I'd
Walk 500 miles or a thousand
I wish someone knew what's right
I would leave the bark and take the bite
TV on to something I'm not into
There's mold growing on the tree in the park
You're sleeping in
To sirens
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Haunted
03:35
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Some days I think I'd kill you
Some days it's all in my head
Did you know there's a part
Of the road I can't go
Down anymore
And it didn't make me stronger
I just panic at
The grocery store
I don't care if you wanna talk now
I'm so angry that you think I would
Everything's haunted somehow
And I wish that I could say I wish you well
Sometimes I don't think I've changed at all
Midnight feels the same as noon
I'm waiting but I don't know what for
I wanna fast forward but I
Just keep starting over
Wanna drive by all my friends houses
And tell them you were wrong
But it's not your song
I don't care if you wanna talk now
I'm so angry that you think I would
Everything's haunted somehow
And I wish that I could say I wish you well
Sometimes I don't think I've changed at all
Sometimes I don't think I've changed at all
Sometimes I don't think I've changed at all
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Hand-me-downs
03:26
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The room looks so much smaller now
There's nothing on the walls
And I feel seventeen again
Pretending to like your shitty friends
Hating every book until the end
I don't know how much has changed
Come home early stay up late
Hand-me-down beliefs that I still
Sometimes wish were true
But this apartment's just a room
And nothing reminds me of you
Turns out there wasn't much to lose
I don't know how much has changed
Come home early stay up late
Driving back roads to your parents place
I don't know how much has changed
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7. |
Still
02:24
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You saw her crying in the storage locker
Didn't know what to say
Moved in and back out in three days
She said so much is gone but I'm still
With the show
Fan on in the winter and
We cremated the quilt
Everyone feels this way but still
Try to watch the sunset and
Forget what makes it glow
Everything's different now
But you're still with the show
Someone's playing oldies hits
I can hear them through the alley window
I don't know why I haven't closed it
Fingers numb and I'm glad they're having fun
But I just wish I could turn it off
So I could spend all day obsessing
Over things that no one else remembers
When it's all done hope I'm still with your show
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8. |
What Else Is On
02:41
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Went walking in the rain
To pretend I was in a movie
It's a memory
I wish you could see me here
Again
Some of my sweaters
Still smell like your perfume
I must be going crazy
You never wore them
Or maybe I'm nostalgic
But I wouldn't want to live
Through that again
You would never know this, but I notice
I make every decision like you're watching
It's a Truman Show except I'm in the know
And no one else is playing
you're not saying
Anything
Chase water down the sink
And think
I made this poison paradise
The only one who's been here
All along
You would never know this, but I notice
I make every decision like you're watching
It's a Truman Show except I'm in the know
And no one else is playing
you're not saying
Anything
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Rocks
03:16
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It's hard to tell if the sirens come
From my headphones or the street
I've only kissed one person in the rain
The buildup's better
Than the real thing
I'm still waiting
There isn't much room left between nothing and too much
Throwing rocks at the window
Of someone I convinced myself I loved
Fucking with the details wishing there was a lesson to be learned
Standing in your kitchen wondering when I can go home
Back row at the matinee alone
I wanna call someone that I don't know
You don't have to tell me
You'll still do it though
There isn't much room left between nothing and too much
Throwing rocks at the window
Of someone I convinced myself I loved
Fucking with the details wishing there was a lesson to be learned
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10. |
Hands
02:36
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Purple house on the corner's
Got an NRA sign
And I've still got the playlist
I made to do something
With songs that I wished
I could send you
It didn't feel
So far until today
You went home for the holidays
In the background of a photograph I
Don't know why I recognize your hands
Walked home in the snow
Pepper spray in my pocket
I wonder if you're
Parents hate me
Like you do
Like I hated you
The coffee shop's a pre-school now
So there's nowhere to go
When I can't stand the paint on the walls
You went home for the holidays
In the background of a photograph I
Don't know why I recognize your hands
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Thin sheets of paper your
Thumb smudged the ink and I
Wondered if it was a sin
Losing touch with all the things that
Brought me back here I know
One day I'll miss this again
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something new
Secondhand smoke clinging
Tight to your clothes leaving
Notes in the frost on your car
Pull the blinds down all day
Try to forget how to pray
Just a phone call
Is still pretty far
Away
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something
In an empty room
Where all the shadows look like you
Falling through
Poking holes in what's not true
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Everything you ever did is all that
I can see in you
I don't need it like I did when I'd say
Anything to make it true
Feeling like a little kid stuck between
Everything and something
New
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