Miles Dewey Davis III (May 26, 1926 – September 28, 1991) was an American jazz musician, trumpeter, bandleader, and composer. Widely considered one of the most influential musicians of the 20th century, Miles Davis was, with his musical groups, at the forefront of several major developments in jazz music, including bebop, cool jazz, hard bop, modal jazz, and jazz fusion.
Miles Dewey Davis was born on May 26, 1926, to an affluent African American family in Alton, Illinois. His father, Dr. Miles Henry Davis, was a dentist. In 1927 the family moved to East St. Louis, Illinois. They also owned a substantial ranch in northern Arkansas, where Davis learned to ride horses as a boy.
Davis' mother, Cleota Mae (Henry) Davis, wanted her son to learn the piano; she was a capable blues pianist but kept this fact hidden from her son. His musical studies began at 13, when his father gave him a trumpet and arranged lessons with local musician Elwood Buchanan. Davis later suggested that his father's instrument choice was made largely to irk his wife, who disliked the trumpet's sound. Against the fashion of the time, Buchanan stressed the importance of playing without vibrato; he was reported to have slapped Davis' knuckles every time he started using heavy vibrato. Davis would carry his clear signature tone throughout his career. He once remarked on its importance to him, saying, "I prefer a round sound with no attitude in it, like a round voice with not too much tremolo and not too much bass. Just right in the middle. If I can’t get that sound I can’t play anything."Clark Terry was another important early influence.[citation needed]
Wrote you a song today
Well, it's not that much I just kinda wanted to say
Thanks for picking up the pieces
Yeah, you know you made these lies more plausible
Dropped you a line today
Well, it's not that much I just kinda wanted to say
Hope everything's going alright
And I hope you're as happy as you'd like to be
And I'll do
My Part to rid you of this
Broken Heart
And I'm here to say
Heres to you and
You saved my soul
You made me hard and put me in your hole
Yeah, you feel so good
Dick is like a stiff hard piece of wood
Oh, I thought this was free
Don't lay guilt on me
This is larcene
You gotta let it go
or let it flow
I told you so
that I got no dough
Or just say no
or let it go
Cuz now I know
you're so low
You nasty ho
You are insane
To think I'd piss my money down the drain
Yeah you think I came
I'm premature ejaculation trained
You, you don't mean a thing
If my dick don't swing
Make my ding dong ring
You gotta let it go
or let it flow
I told you so
that I got no dough
Or just say no
or let it go
Cuz now I know
you're so low
You nasty ho
Hey Joe, whadda ya know?
You're hangin' low
You and I
Could never see eye to eye
Cause you were always making his day
And you're always making me wait
I can see
The smiles that you gave to me
And taken back and meant for someone else
I don't know
But I guess it's slightly better than being alone
Getting half your saccharine kisses to call my own
When you say, "I'll never leave, rest assured"
It's the greatest lie I've ever heard
And I believe every word
I can see
The smiles that you gave me
Are faded and non-existent now
And so am I
And anyway it's gonna work out right for you
If you leave cause he's a better me for you
But if you stay there's something I must ask of you
If you see him again
Last night when you said
I was your favorite person in the whole wide world
I almost lost myself
You said, "You don't even know"
And it was so amazing
God, I'm so in love with you
When I see you tonight it's gonna be so cool
We could watch TV and maybe listen to some Hüsker Dü
Walked past your house today
Just because I could
You're so close but you're so very, very, very far away
Tonight we dance, tomorrow we'll talk,
Maybe on Thursday we'll fall in love
I wish you'd say I was the one 'cause girl it's all I've been thinking of
Walked past your house today
Just because I could
Everybody's talkin', everyone's recallin' the reasons you're so cool.
Well, I can name a few. You could say that I'm in love.
That's when you say "Alright, It's been such a long night,"
And you're spoken for.
Guess I should have known, well I'll see you sometime soon.
He makes your heart skip, and I make an exit.
He makes a real good boyfriend, I make the long drive home.
I'm the one whose wishin' that I can make you mine,
But he's the one you'll be makin' out with tonight.
Everybody's talkin', everyone's recallin' the reasons I'm so lame.
Well, I can name a few.
You could say that I'm a mess.
Oh girl, I wish you were smart and I could win your heart.
I'd say something nice and stare into your eyes.
I'd say "I love you so!"
He makes your heart skip, and I make an exit.
He makes a real good boyfriend, I make the long drive home.
I'm the one whose wishin' I that could make you mine.
He must be doin' something right,
Because he's the one you'll be makin' out with every night.
I stumble out to find a reason every night.
I wonder if you two are makin' out alright.
I bet everything I have against it now.
She's imperfect running down the sides
She must be your favorite place to hide
I get so torn up inside
Top down-DEVO-two hour ride
I hope she doesn't get too angry
Everything I think is not cool
What if I said I was unhappy
Wind in my hair getting so annoyed
75-HOW DO YOU AVOID?
Reading cartoon books about Freud
If I said a thing we'd all be destroyed
So I try to act natural
But I look so nervous
You really get my stomach turning
If I said, "I'm fine,"
I would be the biggest liar that you have ever seen.
Writing songs about fish and chips
I hear the song - they come from nowhere
As I stare up at the ceiling
Where there once was a connection
There is an absence of any feeling
The words to me mean nothing now
Nor will they ever again
They speak of losing someone as if it's final
As I drift closer to the end
There are no songs
For the man of infirmity
Well the arrow through the heart
And the needle through the vein
Can't be bothered with any heartache
It's got nothing on this pain
Now I don't want some extravagant production
No nostalgia at my age
All I want is someone who knows my shame
Who can play me off the stage
There are no songs
You've got a new thing going
And I can't get with that
And now the scars are showing
From the memories gone bad so I say
Go on...
Here's another one that's dedicated
To you the one I adore
Here's another broken hearted love song
I guess you didn't notice but I get this all the time
I know what you're doing here
You've come here fighting loneliness
And you wish you were mine
Well save your Harvey Danger references, I'm spoken for
I don't mean to bring you down
But there'll be trouble in River City if you're around
You need to make a getaway
And I'm parked right outside
I need you to get out of here
You look less than sober but I'm ok to drive
Hello Katelyn, let's start another
Bullshit day among the rest
Grab your coffee and a smile
And we'll blow through this fucking mess
Maybe I could make a stupid joke
Maybe you could have another smoke
And we plot our fucking way out of this town
I wake up early too
And I punch this clock the same as you
And I don't like it anymore than you do
I wanna Pool Pass To get in and look at you
I wanna Pool Pass 'Cause that's what I wanna do
I wanna see the flesh underneath your shirt
I'm goin' outta my head like Cobain comma Kurt
I wanna Pool Pass to get in and look at you
I wanna Pool Pass So our meeting can commence
But I guess for now I'll just wait outside this fence
Cause you're the girl that I wanna make
And I wonder if fries come with that shake
I wanna Pool Pass to get in and look at you
Two Lips
And Chapstick
Too Rich, Think I'm gonna be sick
Too much History,
Or was it just me?
Or Should I even bother asking?
Ashley Sugarnotch
I don't think our time was wasted
Bitter now, though I must admit
You're the sweetest thing I've ever tasted
Summer Days, in a sunny phase
And cool nights, in a daisy glaze
Now it's cavities, forced pleasantries
And a couple hundred or so unsaid pleas
[Chorus]
I'm not hedging any bets
Or lying to save some face
Cause I've got no regrets
Or memories I'd like to erase
Looking from my step today
The view is not in place
There's a pivot point in time
Now that a trail of yesterdays cannot erase
And it's never going to be the same again
And I'm not sure if that's a bad thing
No more innocence, a sense of fear has taken hold
Or maybe it's uncertainty of a brave new future untold
And it's never going to be the same again
And I'm not sure if that's a good thing
And if you pray to God
Ask her where she was
I'm not looking to lay the blame
Do you still keep my pictures in your frame?
Cause I still shut down with the sound of your name.
Do you still wanna talk to me like you used to?
Cause I could understand if you don't
I Wont...Call unless you call me first
Do you still keep my letters in your drawer
Cause I still have yours but I don't read them anymore
Do you still wanna kiss me like you used to
Cause I could understand if you don't
Do you still hold me close to your heart
Cause I still need you even though we are apart
Do you still wanna hole me like you used to?
I could understand if you don't
Oh Eveline
I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing
While amped up on caffeine
Sweaty hand-soaked paper notes
Freeform acts and deleted scenes
"I think you're beautiful," I said
Then the next week you were gone
You moved out to another town
You're the main character
In my short stories
There are no happy ends
Oh Eveline
I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing
While amped up on caffeine
A furiously scribbled out manuscript
New revisions of fucked up dreams
"You said, 'You think I'm cool'," she said
How do I interpret that?
What the hell does that mean?
Oh Eveline
I'm so tired of saying the wrong thing
While amped up on caffeine
I've got a loveseat with a front beam cracked and broken
I've got some things to say to you that are better left unspoken
Maybe we could lean together, try to share some warmth
Can't go back to what it was or say that we weren't warned
I've got a handful of the
Day's hours left to go before
I fall dead asleep and
Then head off to work once more
Maybe we could lie together staring straight ahead
Lines of vision parallel, they'll never intersect
At the end of the night and the inevitable flight
Where we both finally realize we can't get this right
Even if it crumbles by the breaking light of day
It'll be ok
I've got a little bit of time to try to sort it out
When it's stolen by a random nothing it only fuels the doubt
That we're holding things together
Heard a song
From the album "Boston, Mass."
By the Del Fuegos the other day
It sounded good
I remembered how you used to like them
So I wrote this letter but I didn't send it out
Did you ever get married?
I don't think I wanna know
'Cause this torch that I carry
Is burnin' up my soul
When I heard them sing the verses
Of "Hand In Hand" and "I Still Want You"
In that record store in Brooklyn
It made me think about that summer and you
And you and the album "Boston, Mass."
I'm in love, I'm in trouble
Hearing things and seeing double
And I know that I promised myself I wouldn't act this way
But you know me
Maybe today or the day after that
Gonna have to come to terms with who I am
Not myself, rather with whom
Talkin' 'bout the folks in the other room
Round their door on the tips of toes
Kids at school figured out a while ago
Now they take turns at throwing stones
While I talk on the phone in whispered tones
Irony defined
Is the opposite of what you had in mind
If you need a context clue
This would be the example that I'd use
You call me weak and unnatural
I don't move an inch at all
I just stare you down and laugh it off
I guess it's easier to recite
Than to ever bother trying to get it right
No skin off my back will be losing sleep
Over the kin they decide to keep
Mom and dad are gonna throw me out
When I tell them what I'm all about
I got it sweet but I gotta blow
They all hate me and they don't even know it
I'm willing to accept what might happen today
And so the guy gets the girl but unfortunately the guy ain't me
I think I've read this book a few times before
I know the plot like the back of my hand
And the subject matters more than I can stand
But I can't seem to ever put it down
She's the queen of my dreams but unfortunately she's M.I.A.
And I'm clueless as to where she could be
And I wrote this letter 1000 times to you,
But there's nowhere to send it to
Where the hell are you?
Take me to the skyway
I'm sure that Westerberg would say
Do you still keep my pictures in your frame?
Cause I still shut down with the sound of your name.
Do you still wanna talk to me like you used to?
Cause I could understand if you don't
I Wont... Call unless you call me first
Do you still keep my letters in your drawer
Cause I still have yours but I don't read them anymore
Do you still wanna kiss me like you used to
Cause I could understand if you don't
Do you still hold me close to your heart
Cause I still need you even though we are apart
Do you still wanna hole me like you used to?
I'm thinking of a girl
She came around here a couple years before
I'm much older now
And it would be wonderful
If I could re-write history
All of these could've beens
I guess they're left to mystery
And you could say I'm falling in love
And you probably will
I'm thinking a lot more
I'm freaking out and you've heard it all before
I apologize
And I'm having these restless nights
And I swear it's growing tired
You say "it's all good" and "I'm preaching to the choir"
And you could say I'm "a little insane"
And you probably will
This is all I've got
I'll quit my job and I'll sell this vacant lot that is my life
And I'll settle down in a place I've only read about in books about Miles Davis
I'll bust right through that door and say
I'm here to save us and then
You could say I should probably go
I get so lonely sometimes
When I start wishing you were mine
But I know you're not that kind of girl
But I just wanna let you know
I‘m in love with you
I get to thinking sometimes
When you start being unkind
And I know you're not that kind of girl
And I don't need this broken heart
It belongs to you
I've got these stupid crazy feelings baby
I don't know why
I don't know if I can make it better
Today... is the first day of the rest of your life
And I... I'm wishing I was there
But you're probably thinkin'
You know... I bet you don't even know what day it is
And yeah... That's something I deserve
Because for the last year or so
I haven't said a word
And when you made your plea
I looked the other way
But I tell you it was bullshit
And I'm wishing that you knew
That you're my only everything
And I swear to you that it's true
And I wish that I was there...
Today... is your ultra-mega, super-special day
And yeah... I'm wishing I was there
But you're probably thinkin'
You Know... you'd better not miss the last train to Loserville
And Yeah... You know, that's something I deserve
Because for the last year or so
I haven't said a word
And when you made your plea
I looked the other way
But I tell you it was bullshit
And I'm wishing that you knew
That you're my only everything
And I swear to you that it's true
I don't wanna be around
When you start to fall apart
I don't wanna touch the ground
Cause it's me you'll be walking on
And it's so obvious
That you'll never come around
And I don't wanna be around
When you start to fall apart
So don't come crawling
Back to these arms that once gave a shit
About you (whoa oh)
'Cause I'm not falling for you're dirty double tricks again
I would bet my life that you're never gonna call me
I would bet my life that I'll end up being lonely
But it's just as well I guess
It would only leave a mess
It's just as well I guess
I could talk all night but it's 11: 55 and you're 7 days behind me
I could talk all night but it's useless and a waste
'Cause you'll probably never see me again
But it's just as well I guess
It would only leave a mess
Went to the city, we played stickball
One hundred degrees and a fog of mosquitoes
And to think that I feel old here
Don't call me sir, I'm just a boy
The sounds of a skateboard on a sidewalk
Ice cream and candy and a soda
I'm just glad there are no cops here
Just you, me and the world
The earth won't stop for me
How long is the summer and how many are there?
If there's another, let's do something impulsive
Six weeks on a roadtrip
Or a lifetime of regret
I had a dream about a bridge
It was tall, dark, mysterious
It made the waves below seem inviting
Not to jump in but to look at
And admire as I cross that bridge
There's so much history between
The country and the city
So much past before today
Thoughts march like soldiers
Across the surface
Scattered, losing focus
Well it's getting kind of cold
So I'll take the skyway home
I don't want to be alone
But you've given me no choice
I bet they had a great big laugh back home
When you told them what I've done
Oh I thought you were the one
Talk about the biggest lie
St. Paul is cynical
As I rattle off my problems
To no one listening
And I'm listening to Radio K
Drown my sorrows in the frequency
And I'm listening to Radio K
It's 3 AM and I hope you get this note
I've been sitting, I've been thinking
Man it's been so hard to cope
And I took your stupid pictures from off of the mantle shelf
But I can't erase your voices from my head
Is it too soon because...
Remember when I told you that we couldn't work it out?
Remember when I told you all about these stupid doubts?
Well I wrote 1000 letters couldn't send a single one
Telling you that I have changed my mind
And you won't let me get you off my mind...
What can I do?
It hurts like hell but hell, what can I do?
It's been a couple weeks and still I've gotten no reply
I've been sitting, contemplating, forcing myself not to cry
And I can't help but think that everything has gone all wrong
And I miss hearing you tell me "it's alright"
Is it too soon because...
Remember when I told you that we couldn't work it out?
Remember when I told you all about these stupid doubts?
Well I wrote 1000 letters couldn't send a single one
Telling you that I have changed my mind
And you won't let me get you off my mind...
What can I do?
It hurts like hell but hell, what can I do?
You've got a lot of problems
And I'd love to help you out
But my train leaves at 1: 30 and it's 1: 28 now...
I'm burning all your pictures
No thanks for the memories
It's over
I know that
I knew that before it even was
I know dead love
Doesn't grow back
But my naive advisers swear it does
I'm not the only fool around
Who's been a slave to a hint of meaning
Once you start to fool around I have direction,
I have desperate leaning
Oh oh, feeling like I'm seeing things...
It's not my fault, I love you so
It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
Tell me though, must you be so Beautiful?
Your lover
How is he?
Does he do it just the way you want to?
What happens when he's busy?
Do you get lonely when he doesn't want you?
It drives me crazy when you tell me that you really wanna be
Just my chum...
I've got a bottle fully of healthy dripping love and you wont even try some
Oh oh, quick, phone the asylum
It's not my fault, I love you so
It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
Tell me though, must you be so Beautiful?
I can handle your sweet voice
On the telephone line
I can handle your beat choice
To leave me alone, Fine!
I can handle the fact you said you'd found me rather dull
But must you be so mercilessy Beautiful?
It's over
I know that
I knew that before it even was
I know dead love
Doesn't grow back
But my naive advisers swear it does
I'm not the only fool around
Who's been a slave to a hint of meaning
Once you start to fool around I have direction,
I have desperate leaning
Oh oh, feeling like I'm seeing things...
It's not my fault, I love you so
It wasn't my wish for you to let me go
I promise that I'll try to keep this cool
I know the pain
I know the panic
The emotional plane is hyperkinetic
When your father died and went to a better place
It existed inside your inner space
The dreams I've had
The open fields
The friendly kiss so natural
You've given me faith now I see everything as real
Then I wake up
Those Latin globes behind soft hands
Like satin robes and Iberian sands
One more missed chance as I talk to her
It's lost, why bother!?!
I know I'm crazy
I know I'm stupid
I know you're ok
I know I blew it.
I know you don't think much of me
I couldn't blame you cause I'm the one who broke your heart.
I know that it's pretty fucking pointless
Trying to make some peace cause you're happy leaving me behind.
I know that if you saw me on the street
You would walk right past,
You wouldn't even see that we used to be this close
We used to be like best friends,
Now you don't care anymore,
Now you can't believe what I did
To you
To you
To you.
I can't believe what I did
To you
To you
To you
To you.
Met a girl named Aja
She said her dad loved Steely Dan
I laughed and asked her if her sister's name was Katy
Her smile spoke in volumes
Her eyes were like the sky
I said props to him cause that's the coolest name I've ever heard
I kinda dig these Midwest summers
Lets go hang out at "the pub"
A couple of beers from now she'll disappear
Aja you're the only one I dream about these days
Ummm, so...
I was wondering if maybe
You could do something next Friday
Cause I think your band is pretty great
And your hair looks really cute that way
And I know this might seem sudden and crazy
But these are the things I could never find a way to say
And if you'd be my girl
It would be so cool
If you'd if my girl
It'd be so indie rock
Steel pyramids bear the load
Of a secret girl that I just saw
Her naive eyes dart forward
The red lights read segmented black
She's always changing her mind
She's giving advice or giving out signs
The cigarette smoke is rising and
The coffee rolls off her lips
Oh, girls of market square
Can't help but hide my eyes
Apathetic look in her eyes
I'd like to see what she has seen
A stick figure in a painting of
Fat ladies barking this and that
She's reading my favorite book
And funny, last night I dreamt of her
We were at some religious function
Your cheated heart is getting rusty
Your cheated heart has never been so broken
Your cheated heart is through with trusting
Your cheated heart is nothing new
A blank expression on a fuzzy screen
Tells me things couldn't get much worse
You say you're giving up on love
He ruined it for everyone
I wish I'd gotten there first
'Cause then you'd be feeling like a queen
And I'd be holding the girl of my dreams
So won't you come along with me tonight?
There's this feeling in my brain that I just can't shake and
I know with you I'll be alright so come on
I couldn't help falling
And your smile, it didn't help matters
And I love you more that I could say
And probably more than you'd ever want to hear anyway
But I'm sure you get that an awful lot
So won't you come along with me tonight
‘cause I'm sick of losing sleep over losing you and
I know with you I'll be alright so come on
I couldn't help falling
And your smile, it didn't help matters
And I love you more than I could say
And probably more than you'd ever want to hear anyway
But I'm sure you get that an awful lot
And I miss you more than you could know
And no matter how I try I just can't let it go
I've heard it said it takes twice the length
Of an affair for the heart to heal
And if that's the case then I guess in 20 years
I'll be sitting on this barstool still
Cause you were the one
I felt that I was lucky just to have you by my side
Now it's 10 years gone and I'm sitting all alone
Drinking and stuff
Bar time is 6: 30
And you're still on my mind
By 8: 15 I already have a couple in me
And I've already forgotten you were even mine
By 9: 43 I'll be regretting my decisions
And cursing this city of sin
By 10: 15 I'll be stinking of whiskey
And thinking of you again
I've heard it said by many of my friends
You were a girl I should leave alone
They said all you're gonna do is check
Into your room only to find a Gideon's Bible
Now all I got are those and 15 "I told you so's"
So I guess I'm the one to blame
Sitting on a stool feeling like a broken fool
I know the pain
I know the panic
The emotional plane is hyperkinetic
When your father died and went to a better place
It existed inside your inner space
The dreams I've had
The open fields
The friendly kiss so natural
You've given me faith now I see everything as real
Then I wake up
Those Latin globes behind soft hands
Like satin robes and Iberian sands
One more missed chance as I talk to her
See I wrote this letter I hope you got it
See I threw the ball I hope you caught it
See I wrote this little book on loneliness
I hope you Bought a Copy
See I sailed the ship I hope you boarded
And I sank this love affair you thwarted
See I wrote this little book on happiness
You'll find it in the fiction section
See I wrote this letter I hope you got it
See I threw the ball I hope you caught it
You walked in today
You bought KRS-One
I walked in to say
Do you have Kill The Musicians?
They sold us the things
That we grew up on
They both share a name
But they're not quite the same
But I can still pretend that we're together
Thought of you today
I wonder where you are
Underneath the glow of these fluorescent stars
Contemporary rock never seemed so far
They both share a name
But they're not quite the same
It's been some time and I don't know
What to do with myself these days
cause you're out there and I'm lonely
and I swear that I need you here and
I still dream of you at night
And wake up to your goodbye
And I still wanna find a way
To get you here to stay and I
I don't wanna be here without you
I don't wanna be alone tonight
It's been some time and I don't know
What to do with this stupid life
Cause you're somewhere and I'm nowhere
And I swear that I need you here and I
I still dream of you at night
And wake up to you re goodbye
And I still dial your number in my head
But you won't pick up the phone
Morning comes and it's a different girl but the same old story
You're the one
there were times when if I told you this, you would've
been impressed
and in time, those days might make their way back
i won't hold my breath
there were times where we were stupid kids
and it was all a game
but as for now, this is the best night of my life
and if you were here
i know you'd love it so
i wish you were here
because i love you so
and these are things i often think about
but it's a waste of time
'cause you're not here
i'm not sober
it's not 1999
and these are things i often think about
but it's all in the past
and as for now, this is the best night of my life
and if you were here
i'd say i love you so
i wish you were here
but you're not
I wish I were Ben Kweller
Cause he writes those cool tunes
And he uses those cool minor chords
And you love the way he croons
You love the way he plays guitar and the way he blows his harp
If I were Ben Kweller I know I could win your heart
I wish I were Ben Kweller
Then I could be with you
Cause he knows Juliana, girl And Evan Dando too
He used to be in Radish Your favorite alternative band
If I were Ben Kweller I know I could hold your hand
I'd sit outside your window
And sing the song that goes Sha Sha, Sha Doo
Cause I wanna be with you
I wish I were Ben Kweller
Cause he writes those cool tunes
And he uses those cool minor chords
And you love the way he croons
He used to be in Radish Your favorite sugar-metal band
Away from everything that gets me down
Time to find my way around
Now I don't know what to do with my time
Nothing is clear, nothing is defined
Find a reason that I can't get it right
I'm so in love with you
So I thought I'd try something new
And write a silly song about just what your smile can do
But it's just not working out
And now I'm having my doubts
It seems that broken hearted love songs are what I'm all about
So while I'm sore from the smiles that you've given to me
I just can't wait for the day when inevitably
You say I'm not the guy you thought you knew when we have “The Talk”
And you'll regrettably inform me that you're taking a walk
I'm so in love with you
But I just don't know what to do
It seems I lose my inspiration when my hearts not unglued
So now I welcome the pain
Oh yeah I'm praying for rain
To bring some dark black cloudy sadness to this warm sunny day
So while I'm sore from the smiles that you've given to me
I just can't wait for the day when inevitably
You say I'm not the guy you thought you knew when we have “The Talk”
And you'll regrettably inform me that you're taking a walk
And I could write you the perfect song
And you could sing along
Yeah you could sing along
And I could write you the perfect song
About how everything's gone wrong
I saw you
You saw me
We saw each other I guess...
It won't matter in another hour
Cause the both of us will be dead
No time for
It to mean
Anything other than the New Year
In my mind hoping
That you resolve
I take things to mean the opposite
Of what they should truly mean
A pleasant coincidence becomes
Us being like true soul mates
But were not that at all
We're just friends
Or when we drive through the snow
Were Just Friends
Or undressing in my head Were just friends
Please don't turn on the TV
Or open the paper
'Cause the chances of tragedy
Are now part of the weather
I've got myself a notion
To keep me safe for a while
I think I'm gonna go hide myself
Behind hot water and tile
Every decade they say it's getting worse
I don't know if it's true or a cynical curse
But it's bearing down on me constantly
And pretty soon now, I think it's gonna burst
I'm not coming out of the shower
It's such a comfortable crutch
It's a warm loving womb, and intoxicating tomb
And I don't miss the outside world that much
Now all my harshest critics
Are screaming for murder
But I'm doing what we've done all along
I'm just taking it one step further
I've always been a good American
I drank a lot of soda and I didn't question
In whose deft hand the grenade was in
See their faces in magazines
Running down the hallways of your dreams
Howling at the sickly silver moon
They will collapse with pneumonia pretty soon
Always a face in the crowd
Gathers when the stars are out
Always in the audience
With their executions of the innocent
Can you see them?
You could be them
Oh there a jolly bunch
And they're coming after you
But if you give into them
You will become one of them
So much fun, can't we come to the vampire party with you
Always by the side of the road
Rushing passing lanes at night
Hidden in the corners of the room
High from the glare of your flood light
Listen to their voices in the gloom
Whispering their worlds devoid of truth
See them sitting on a fence
Croaking like crows in the wind
Can you see them
You could be them
Oh there a jolly bunch and there coming after you
But if you give into them
You will become one of them
You don't need a four year degree
In modern poli-sci
To take a look around and figure out
It's all gone awry
But to fix it all you'll probably
Need a PhD
Along with some elementary
Form of telepathy
What if Asimov didn't lose the bet
With Scientology?
And in its place he laid the base
For psycho-history
And an unseen group watched over us
Well, that'd be fine with me
Right now we'll cross all our fingers
And hope it turns out alright
And if the 2nd foundation had our backs
We'd all sleep a little better tonight
Could you imagine bringing generals
Down to humbled knees?
With only hand-calculated
Probabilities?
While somewhere farther than our sense
Of distance comprehends
The mental firepower ties
Up all those loose ends
Isn't depressing how a pleasant
Utopian dream
Is only plausible within a genre
Of a time machine?
Put it on the back burner
Until we wipe the slate clean
Right now we'll pound hand to fist
Always looking for a fight
And if the 2nd foundation had our backs
Guess I should change the sheets
Now that the word is you're never coming back
I've heard there's a chemical
In the skin that keeps one attached
Howling wolves turn into losers
Battered wives return to abusers
Lying in the corner, broken intravenous users
I'm gonna take your pillowcase down to the lab
I'm gonna precipitate what's left of what we had
And you can smoke it
You can smoke it
Now I got a business model
To make all this bullshit obsolete
Co-dependence powder for sale
Down at your pharmacy
They say the best revenge is to live well
If I can be a millionaire, then hell
I won't have to break the rule
On taking what you're selling
Don't wait for the nice Serling twist
Put everything back like it is
Lemme tell you 'bout your stupid boyfriend
He's a loser and you know it's true
I know you'll be disheartened if you lose him
But this is something I just have to do
'Cause I've loved you since the day I first saw you
Grace the floorboards of a Punk Rock Show (sorry Norb...)
And I truly, absolutely adore you
So you understand, he has to go
I don't know exactly how to tell you this...
I'm gonna kill your boyfriend
I don't know exactly how to pull it off but
He's gotta go and you've gotta be my girl!
Lemme tell you bout the things I'll give you
I'll tell you all the things you want to hear
Like about the times I kissed your picture
And these feelings I get when you're near
This obsession's got me pining for you
It's unhealthy yeah, I gotta say
But that Motherfucker really loves you
So that Motherfucker has to pay
Ummm, so...
I was wondering if maybe
You could do something next Friday
Cause I think your band is pretty great
And your hair looks really cute that way
And I know this might seem sudden and crazy
But these are the things I could never find a way to say
And if you'd be my girl
It would be so cool
If you'd if my girl
It'd be so indie rock
It's a shame
Girl of mine
Why don't you go and tell another lie
Why don't you go because the truth hurts much too much sometimes
Baby tell another lie
Sugarcoat the truth and baby tell me that you love me again
‘cause I couldn't bear to hear I'm just another one of your friends
And you don't have to be sincere
Just tell me what I want to hear
Girl of mine
Why don't you go and tell another lie
Why don't you go because the truth hurts much too much sometimes
Baby tell another lie
Sugarcoat the truth ‘cause I don't wanna be the one left behind
And I couldn't live knowing that I was never worth any time
And I've got reason to believe
That you know just how to deceive
Give me something I can hold onto
‘cause you know I'm still in love with you
Give me something I can take back home
‘cause I don't wanna be alone
Girl of mine
Why don't you go and tell another lie
Why don't you go because the truth hurts much too much sometimes
I, I get so anxious
My god, how it does it burn
I get so uptight around my friends
I never feel more treacherous
Sometimes I don't feel like being close
Sometimes I can't let go
Last night, I had a dream
Only I would understand
Vast lands of confusion
I visit every time, clawing through my gut
And when you think about it
It seems so inevitable
That this time I'm right
About a lot of things
It hurts so much to be wrong
Sometimes I don't feel like being close
Sometimes I can't let go
Knife-like hugs feeling warm and sharp
That's not a devil in my arms
Years go by between the first and the last
Standing still in the immediate past
Knife-like hugs feeling warm and sharp