• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Styrofoam - J Church
• Styrofoam - Dr. Feelgood
• Styrofoam - Kesha
• Styrofoam - Straight Outta Junior High
• Styrofoam - Fireside
• Styrofoam - Vic Chesnutt
• Styrofoam - Daniel Powter
• Couches In Alleys (feat. Ben Gibbard) - Styrofoam
• Bright Red Helmet - Styrofoam
• Styrofoam - Fugazi
• After Sunset - Styrofoam
• Misguided (feat. Valerie Trebeljahr + Alias) - Styrofoam
• Make it Mine - Styrofoam
• Your Eyes Only - Styrofoam
• My Next Mistake (feat. Jim Adkins) - Styrofoam
• A Thousand Words - Styrofoam

She has a wall made of Styrofoam,
She's a Catholic girl from a Catholic home,
She stares into the space of her computer screen,
Schizo between hyper and fatigue,
She's rarely less than an hour late,
We both have learned I'm willing to wait,
She's not insane, I'm a little surprised,
That there aren't many clouds floating in her eyes
I declare this our private little park,
Snow is falling after dark,
It's not a secret but it's one I'll keep,
For bad, bad people doing bad, bad things
For a girl who dreams of John Cusack,
She's got a lot of Satanists and lumberjacks,
She says it's not a pattern,
She just might be right,
But she'll never take her own advice,
She is not alone,
She is on her phone,
She is the unknown, she will drive me home,
She is the unknown, she will drive me home
I declare this our private little park,
Snow is falling after dark,
It's not a secret but it's one I'll keep,
For bad, bad people doing bad, bad things
I declare this our private little park,
Snow is falling after dark,
It's not a secret but it's one I'll keep,

(d. defore)
I got a lady lives in a home
Made entirely of styrofoam
Styrofoam fireplace, styrofoam logs
Styrofoam cats and styrofoam dogs
- break -
Styrofoam people, styrofoam mags
Styrofoam pens and styrofoam bags
I got a lady in a styrofoam home
Every damned thing's made of styrofoam
- break & harmonica solo -
I got a lady lives in a home
Made entirely of styrofoam
Styrofoam fireplace, styrofoam logs
Styrofoam cats and styrofoam dogs
- break & short solo -
Is here a genuine... ? ? ?

I'm just not
Myself today
I've been thinking
Way too hard
My cigarrette
Burns down so fast
Is nothing permanent?
I've been trying
To figure out
Your love is like
What it's about
Why my foot is
Always in my mouth?
If nothing permanent?
I'm freaking out
I'm feeling stuck
I tell myself
To lighten up
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Yeah
Even you
And I can't keep
Staying up all night
We need some sleep
It's nothing personal
Nothing personal
Just nothings permanent
My hair colour
My favorite band
The Rolling Stones
The tattoo
Thank god
I didn't get
That night
I swore
I'd never drink again
Well
Nothings permanent
I can't worry
About the problems
That's done
So put it
To rest
What done
Is done
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
In ten years
Who will know?
Who will care
About the pain
With that guy?
What's his name?
I don't know
In ten years
Britney Spears
Britney
Who?
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Only Styrofoam
Lasts forever
Only Styrofoam

I'll build a home out of styrofoam,
CFC's smell awfully good to me.
When it burns down, I won't frown,
I don't have any nice shit anyway.
I'll throw out trash on the freeway,
in two more days it will be nice and clean.
It creates jobs for filthy fucking slobs,
they don't have any jobs and they're filthy fucking slobs.
Can't you see? There's nothing wrong with me.
I'm an asshole, don't give a shit about any thing but me.
I'll babysit your bratty kids,
I'll give them beer and make them watch t.v.
and if they cuss please don't fuss

Just sitting here looking out
Waiting for you to appear around the corner
Thinking about what to say if you did
But you never do
Don?t hate me for my jealous ways
I?ll try to change to the better
If you want me to
But you don?t know what it?s like
To come home

Like the contents of a cooler
My thorax is styrofoam
I'm a cheap spent shell
And a biohazard
Grind me up then mail me away
Maybe transmogrified
I'll be satisfied
That finally at long last i'm harmless
It is simply so
It's my chemical makeup
I slough it off every 28 days
So raise your hand
And ask yourself a question
But make it the powerful one
And if you answer by rote
And pap comes from your throat
Just tidy up and think of me in pieces
Yeah, the lousy poet in me can't lie no more
And the warrior in me
Has gone and died before
And that hard, handsome olympian
Was forced to retire
So dig out the films
And all those yellowed clippings
Do them up then stash them for good
Then raise your hand
And ask yourself a question

Try to wreath the floor
Relax, system but have you still
I try to come back if I could
I'm faking on the weekends
Any ex-boyfriends that are on top
Have been a long misunderstood
I paid bills and paid them more
Isn't this an ordinary song?
Styrofoam
I don't never feel warm like grass-stains
And I'm stone cold whatever's left
I'm too tied up to come undone
Write it down on pamphlets
Perfect, well, just perfect
Whatever's left is not so easy when you're done
And some of them good and some of them bad
But I wont believe alone
'Cause I'm alone
Styrofoam
And some of them good and some of them bad
But I wont believe alone
'Cause I'm alone

Hey Jack it's me,
I don't mean to bother you but somethings been on my mind.
At the end of this road that climbs the horizon, will be reached in a matter of miles.
And when the wheels cease to spin, the walls and the fences will grow higher than redwood trees.
And I know your demise.
And I fear what will happen when the road fails to flow under me.
Oh Jack you see, I felt like your mirror with the wind ripping through my hair.
When the wheels ceased to spin and I incase my surroundings, I realized I hadn't gone anywhere.
When the problems I'd left with couches in alleys, where no one would ever claim.

left a message inside her room
it's written all across her face
this isn't how I planned to lose
she turns around and she won't look back
she puts her bright red helmet on
and crosses every single line
the coffee's stale and the milk turned sour
she'll swallow right before she falls
if I could only change her mind
just keep quoting her favorite lines
get it in her pictionary head
she'll decipher what's inside
and I recall
the way she'd spit out
phrase after lazy phrase
her paper walls
filter her sounds
make sure that anything is possible tonight
and it looks like things
are about to fall apart
right on cue

There are no more races to be run
there are no numbers left to be won
everybody's down
we pulled each other down
there never was a truth to be found
we are all bigots so full of hatred
we release our poisons
there are no more cultures left to slide
there are no more people to be tried
we're in our minds
five billion pieces so defined
read it in a book, it was underlined
we are all bigots so full of hatred

Your light's still on,
I can see it from the outside.
We've been over this before,
There's no way he's gonna find out.
I will decide
tomorrow after sunset.
Your safety's intact.
Will you be there
to catch me if I'm falling?
Sneak through the back room door.
Your light's still on,
I can see it from the inside
Let's go over things again,
Is there anything left to figure out?
I will decide
tomorrow after sunset.
Your safety's intact.
Will you be there
to catch me if I'm falling?
Sneak through the back room door.
I will decide
tomorrow after sunset.
Your safety's intact.
Will you be there
to catch me if I'm falling?

I've taken another turn
and I'll show you the page
I still believe
that if things can change
that they change for the better of it
if progress means more
then I'm simply misguided
[x2]
I've taken another turn
and I'll show you the page
one of has-been burns
the other one has been reformed
you never know when you'll be makin' your last b-side
I could be workin' on it right now as i write
eventually I'll retreat back to the salty air town
and be the stereotypical sailor of music
or chain-smoking in the studio
mad at the world
looking back to the could-of-beens or should-of-beens
and asking what I would-of-been
now uh-oh what was what but me
here to make chest cavity
glasses on hand
staring blankly out to congress street
telling tales of what had happened
I'd rather have a path such as this
than have the two teenagers with trendy haircuts wipe an eye
we're all some denomination to sunday
forgiveness to justify our sweet sins
me deciding what tie I should wear
to match my briefcase and dress socks
surrounded by the work clock lines and instant coffee
you think this is a goal that summons more haunting than dot-dot-dot
it's a virus in the minds of robot-bot-bot-bot-bots
who aren't aware that the folks in the row
doing what they're told
and no matter how many times I touch it it's so frightening to me
just imagine a life of looking forward to that Disneyland vacation
and that obedient golden retreiver
let's all hop in the mid-life crisis car
and drive off to forgetting perfect life, perfect kids,
perfect husband-and-wife
so it's fitting that an imperfect person is sitting and happy
without the would-of-beens or could-of-beens or should-of beens
well I still believe that if things can change
that they change for the better
if progress means more
than I'm simply misguided

But you'll shine and take it over
shield a life after dark
comprimise to take it slower
rephrase your size
im all so satisfied
wait a while i'll charrish no one
let her style
you put the wrong one down
lose yourself trek your steps end
leave your imprints in reverse
sink in deep
and pull the covers over your head
afforded what you said
lost in words
the better half of her beside

but i
i would never
take it out on someone else
beneath
beneath it all
i'm still the same
just like before
your eyes
your eyes only
recognise your smallest sigs
but i
i would never...
but i
i would never
take it out on someone else
your eyes
your eyes only
recognise your smallest sins
recognise your smallest sins
recognise your smallest sins

Ft. Jim Adkins (Jimmy Eat World)
Be the calm
Be the quiet
The cold collected one
Next to you
The world feels smaller
And slower every turn
Pull me along
This helpless feeling
I can't say no or yes
After the ride
When our feet touch the ground
Well who knows where we'll stand
All I can do is this
Planning my next mistake
No matter what I say
Nothing will be the same
Be the calm
Be the quiet
An ideal I can't touch
Help me to run
Help me to just move
Where to put my trust?
Never alarm
There's always resistance
A restless part in me
Time after time
A little bit longer
A slow-motion dream
All I can do is wait
Planning my next mistake
No matter what I say
Nothing will be the same
I've never wished so hard to disappear
All I can do is wait
Deciding my next mistake
No matter what I say
Nothing will be the same
No matter what I say

Picking things apart
Seemed easy last night
I'll try another time
To prove you wrong
And what is left to say?
Your actions beat my words
I've used up all I can
This time
Pa da pa - pa da pa da
Your broken eyes reveal
Your stories left intact
I'm turning every page
With great care
I'm finally waking up
To relive the same old dream
I'll randomize your words
Till they make sense
And every seconds worth
A thousand words
And every seconds worth
A thousand words
She will erase
Tear up and forget
Page after page
Her story is gone
Sucked up from the inside
Paper to dust
And every seconds worth
A thousand words
And every seconds worth