• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• February Smiles - Versus You
• Wrote You A Letter - Versus You
• Where Did Our Talents Go - Versus You
• Weak - Versus You
• Train - Versus You
• Touch A Lot - Versus You
• Toothpicks - Versus You
• Three Cheers For Happiness - Versus You
• This War Is Like A Drug To You! - Versus You
• The Passing - Versus You
• The Mad Ones - Versus You
• The Last Of Disco Days - Versus You
• The Hotel Room - Versus You
• The Dead Will Have Their Day - Versus You
• The Day I Came To Town - Versus You
• That's One Nice Thing About Carousels They Always Play The Same Songs - Versus You
• Spread The Epidemic - Versus You
• Seatbelts - Versus You
• Risk - Versus You
• Rest - Versus You
• Rainmaker - Versus You
• Quid Pro Quo - Versus You
• Present - Versus You
• I Believe You Believe It's True - Versus You
• Patient Patient - Versus You
• Nurse - Versus You
• My Part In The Play - Versus You
• My Ghost - Versus You
• Missing You - Versus You
• Marathon - Versus You
• Magnets - Versus You
• Like A Deer In Headlights - Versus You
• Less Guts - Versus You
• It'S Fun To Be A Vampire - Versus You
• I Love Her So Much I'd Kill For Her - Versus You
• I Left A Note - Versus You
• Hospital - Versus You
• Everybody Knows Everything - Versus You
• Difference - Versus You
• Crush - Versus You
• Comme Ci Comme Ca - Versus You
• Chore - Versus You
• Catastrophe - Versus You
• Broke - Versus You
• (Blank) - Versus You
• Artschool Dropout - Versus You
• An Artist With A Self-portrait Has No Imagination - Versus You
• Accidental - Versus You

There's comfort in these words.
I'm hardly listening.
Sleep hides in a pill.
Winter kills all smiles.
White walls all around me.
It's been three months now.
I'm shaking.
I grab a pen.
I'm afraid to write.
I'm sinking.
Buy me a drink.
I'll be your friend.
A therapy for my head.
I'm hardly breathing.
How many times can you die?
A grey cloud without rain
won't wash the pain away.
Those thoughts stole my dreams.
I'm waiting.
I'm tired.

Patience keeps me running late.
I never put my bets on fate.
Time is on the finish line.
Can you tell me why I'm feeling fine?
We build a fire in the winter.
We're shivering and we're wondering.
I feel so warm inside when I'm with you.
I spent my days remembering.
I'm confused, I'm wondering.
Are you waiting on the finish line?

We get our drugs from our pharmacists.
Are we all getting ready for the moving day?
We have all become over-worried these days.
Or maybe we're just accepting it.
A hundred different pens are telling the same story.
A hundred different sheets on a hundred different floors.
This is our last chance to fuck it up.
We noticed that the stars are just stars
and that there's just nothing more to it.
I guess we already fucked it up big time.
Who will breathe for us?

I'm down. I'm out.
I'm dead. I'm deaf.
I'm dumb. I'm suffocating.
You're weak. You're strong.
You're pale. You're great.
You're late. We're fornicating.

Like dinners after funerals.
Like street lights that forgot to shine.
Like ashtrays on a windy night.
Like old books and their perfect smell.
Like a train that's off the tracks,
you wonder if you're running late.

Why did you never tell me
that you wanted to to die?
I thought that you were sleeping,
found out you weren't breathing.
You told me you were desperate
and lucky to have met me.
How could I have guessed
you needed more than just attention?
You could have been ok
if we had left this town
and moved to a place
where no one knows our names.
I'm sorry I wasn't a better friend
but I guess I was just scared too.
Too much too soon,
all over you.
Never really got to know you.
I wanted to go away with you
to places you've never been too.
Were you feeling lonely
whenever I was with you.
Someone said you looked sad,
I though that she was joking.
You were desperately
trying to communicate.
I didn't see this coming.
Something you forgot to mention?

No hard feelings but you just killed me.
Now finish the job and bury me.
Thirty feet down under the ground.
It's time to say goodnight.
I hope you sleep too tight.
I come and visit you in your thoughts.
It's time to say goodnight.
I hope you sleep too tight.
I broke my teeth on chewing theses words.
It..s getting hard for me to breathe now.
I can feel it filling up my lungs.
Thirty feet down under the ground.

I cannot stand the whiteness of this dirty bathroom anymore.
Singing to songs I didn't write makes me feel like stealing these days.
I wish that I could still try and stop being afraid.
I hope I'll sleep safe and sound.
I guess I think too much.
So now laugh at me!
Another beer, another smoke and I start to choke.
I wish that I could write again.
You really make me smile. It has been a while.
I see your face with closed eyes again.

He's off to war and she waits for the phone call,
the one that will tell her he's gone.
He is fighting for something that she hasn't seen yet.
She always knew the day would come.
And all she ever said was:
"This war is like a drug to you!"
She can't feel secure until she knows that he's safe,
she only wants him to come home.
She wants their baby son to remember his daddy.
She really needs him to be home.
Hey man, she waits for you.
Amen, she waits for you.

So high that when you fall you might just break.
So tired, oh God, your pity makes me sick!
Somehow your letter's missing 'I miss you's'.
Tongue-tied, you were never someone to talk to.
A compromise. When did we learn to be so wise?
I promise you I'll always wait for you.
That night, after you let the cat out.
You lied about the way you felt that night.
Somehow we both knew it was your call.
Tonight, in loving memory, I write.

This is a song for all the mad ones,
who never yawn, who never sleep
but only dream.
This is a song for all the mad ones,
who never die, who live in hearts,
I'm one of them.
I'm not allowed to go out.
You call me crazy and obscene,
you call me lazy and a freak.
I'm not a freak!
You call me boring and a mess
and in my life there's no success.
Oh I confess!
My hometown's red.

I'm half awake at twelve.
I close these eyes again.
I'm half dressed at seventeen
and I still keep them closed.
I felt half-dead by the time I turned twenty-one.
I don't feel alive at the age of twenty-two.
I might feel okay at twenty three.
I got overwhelmed like an empty shell
that's waiting to get fired again.
I'm chasing dreams in the town where I grew up.
I play with grenades in these dirty streets.
A hundred drinks, a hundred smokes, a hundred perfect times.
I got a bomb for reality.
Can anyone ever count on me?
I tried to get it right on many sleepless nights.
It's an itch I cannot scratch.

I guess I'm cursed with procrastination.
I hate myself for not paying attention.
My heart is broke and I feel so jaded.
You're the reason why I'm so frustrated.
Every night I fall asleep with the lights on.
I wake up shaking, realising that you're gone.
I kept believing you and me were on good terms,
while you tried to tell me that you had your problems.
I believe I would have seen it coming
if I spent less time on the songs I'm writing.
I never cared for what you were saying.
I can't blame you.
You gave up on waiting.
I hope you're better off alone and without me.
I hope you find someone that sees what you see.
I'm moving out to live in a hotel room.
I hope you miss me when you see what I did.
I painted the walls red with my blood.
I told myself I'd never leave here again.
I live in hotel rooms.
I'm staying forever.
Half awake and aching.
Eyes rolled back and shaking.
I'm trying to find out what
you are all about.
I'm dying to win this
just for one last kiss.
You called my room to see if I was okay.
I was dead by then with nothing to say to you.

When I fall, I'm falling down to the ground
and then I die. I can't stand this pain in my brain.
When I drown, I'm drowning slowly in the ocean
and then I die. There will be nothing left of me.
I know there's something wrong.

I think I lost my mind today.
There can't be no other way.
Now watch what you say
because everybody's listening.
I'm trying hard to face the day.
Will everything turn out okay?
No one'll hear me out
but they will all be listening.
They'll rip my heart out if I stay.
They'll be the death of me today
and I can't figure out why
they're so kind to me.
I'm trying hard to breathe today.
They don't see I'm not okay.
My neck will crack at no one
and no one will be listening.
The children they will find a way
not to end up like me today.
My headstone will read:
"No one was ever listening!"
Why are they so kind to me?
I do belong here.

Talk to me.
Lie to me in your sleep.
Waste your time.
Waste your days on me.
You're the main character in a stupid film I call my life.
Tell me that
this isn't what you need.
Tell me now
and I'll stop bothering you.

Did someone foresee the epidemic
and if so why weren't we told?
Would we have changed if we had known
or would we have stayed the same?
Anyway it's too late now,
this is our terminal disease.
Soon we'll regret to not have cared
when our neighbors got the flu.
It's spreading faster than
anything you've ever seen
and on TV they tell us it's contained.
I always guessed that ignorance
would be the end of human nature.
And that garbage we produce
would be the death of mother earth.
Anyway it's much too late,
a postcard from the apocalypse.
Soon we'll regret to not have cared

My arms are broken and bruised.
We have an accident every night.
We crashed the car the same way again.
We share a punctured lung.
We're sleeping in our burning wreck.
Summer tires on winter nights.
I press my lips upon your scars.
I love you more than I did before.
Seatbelts are so useless and safe.
I look into your scared eyes.
A car crash is so pretty and vain.
I just hope to see you again.
We've died so many times before.
We crash the car forevermore.
There's piles of glass on the floor.
Our wounds they never start to heal.
We kiss in agony and pain.
This is our art, our obsession.
We spend our lives in hospitals.