Wait for it! I said Wait for it! Cause I’m not quite sure, it’s the right thing to do. There must be some way out of here. There must be some way out I can’t see. We’ve invented a disaster in three parts, but let’s not let it get the better of us. When I say “we” are getting better, what I want it to mean is me. I was lost and now I’m found, redrew the map of this city, we’re so underground. If we find the edge of the cliff, on the edge of town, what won’t push us over, won’t drag us down. Erosion is what happens over time. We reinvent the landscape in our minds. And I’ll admit, I’m not an architect or a red light flirt, but I’ve invented ways of forgetting, so it doesn’t hurt...to wait for it. Wait for it...cause I'm not quite sure it's the right...the right thing to do...

Sent her best brave sons to dissolve the best part of us. I’m a boxer and she’s a cheat. What a sad mix of defeats. When we dance we jab and we fade. When I look at her I see the pain. And I don’t always pay the rent, she never seems to remember what I says, how we ever found each other’s depths is a mystery. It’s the rhythm of your heart, it’s the timbre of your wrongs. The melody’s that kiss, when you let your lips part. I could listen to you all day, I could wake up in your wake. Yeah I swagger cause I feel free. Even though I’m being pushed around by those old gods that screw and taste, by those withered hands that count the change. And I’m a soldier of bottles and blame. I’m the king pin of this lane. Yeah I hold her in this summer heat. Making promises, being sweet. Yeah I’m out there like everyday but I can’t seem to catch a break. But she still likes the way I believe in ghosts and fair fights and muscle and loyalty.

all I wanted was a kiss in the dark. A pretty boy, a gay boy who’d do me no harm. A bird in the hand is better than two by your side. Either he’s gay or bi, one day he’ll decide and who are you to say he’s gotta make up his mind. Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo, I told you so, I told you so! Bad and exciting things happen under basement stairs. Too late to take the bus home I swear, we sleep side by side, he’s just a gay boy with nothing to hide. The hickey on my neck, the balled-up underwear are just a joke we’ll text to our friends out there. You’ll never get it, you’ll never understand til it ends. Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made, broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo I told you so, I told you so! Glue and words at my fingertips, lost my grip. Advice I’d let slip if I thought it made a difference. If regret could be “the be all and end all” now. If regret could be a “kiss and it’s all better now”. Echo echo there’s an echo in this room. My father chased him down the street with a broom. If you thought you heard a creak on the stair, well the voice in the room is staying beware! Echo echo there’s a crackle on the radio. Past mistakes I made, broadcast on an afterschool show. Echo echo I told you so, I told you so!

You could hear those boots thumping from the fog. You thought you’d hide until you learned to sing. But you still feel those boots trampling on your strings. When you hold the light. When you drown in drink. When you try to break all the things that you love. All the things that you love. You think you’re all alone but you’re hotter than the sun. We can feel your influence, it’s obvious. Try to wash it off, brush it from your breath but you’ll just burn it off til there’s nothing left. You dreamt that night you had a secret farm where you could grow her row by row, yeah. You’d perfect the art, this time you’d get it right. Yeah she’d think what you think, enjoy those fiery nights. They still broke your heart, they still laughed at your hunger strikes, hate when you win the fight, and when you lose. You think you’re all alone but you’re hotter than the sun. We can feel your influence, it’s obvious. Try to wash it off, brush it from your breathe but you’ll just burn it off til there’s nothing left. You befriend my loss, you can touch from a thousand yards, and you always recommend the lies to ignore and the ones to tell. And the ones to tell! And here it is a song you thought you lost. Here is it, a day you made no mistakes. Here it is, a smile that means what you want. Here she is, the friend that shows you the cost: all those desperate lies, all those petty blows, all those lonely times. The next level of loss. The next level of trust. The next level of loss. The next level of trust. The next level.

I thought that you would be the one to bring my heart into my mouth and yeah, it don’t taste like love, like I thought it would, how naïve to think. Your hair was three years long and thick and strong. It felt good. Then you cut it, piece by piece. Transformed yourself. Transformed yourself. But that’s alright, because I have them saved, here with me in a dusty box. I thought that you would be the one to kick me hard. I like that. Cause it’s so mad. But that’s alright cause I have them saved. Here with me, in a dusty grave. I thought that you would be the one to bring my heart into my mouth. And yeah, it don’t taste like love, like I thought it would.

You’ve changed, oh baby you’ve changed. They say you’ve changed. Someone said you were just a creek, that you were less than a stream – but you’ll always be a river to me. You’ve changed. Whoa baby you’ve changed. They say you’ve changed. I slipped under your current, held my breath for you. Now Doubting Thomas doubts your depths and he’s stickin’ it to you. You’ve changed, oh baby you’ve changed. Word on the street’s you’ve changed. Everybody’s talking you’ve changed. But I won’t listen to what they say, you were so sweet –that’s why I drowned. If something inside you broke, they’ve floated it away. You’ve changed. What started out as a joke – and you choked on it, when all I wanted was a moat so I could cross over. You’ve changed. Oh baby you’ve changed. Now you’re bitter, you won’t let me in. You won’t forgive me my past sins. Don’t think I don’t notice you’ve changed. You’ve changed!

You’re going to die. And so am I. We can’t stop time, so let’s finish the bottle. You drink too much, so I do too, to keep up with you. I have my own vices, and no advice. So I’m telling you to hang on. The tire’s gone flat, Tim in the shop leans back, says I can fix it. You done the right thing to hang on. He says you done the right thing, to hang on. He says you done the right thing! It’s broken. But we can fix it. We’re broken. You’re going to die. And so am I. But there’s nothing we can do. No there’s nothing to do but hang on. There’s nothing we can do that’s why I’m telling you to hang on.

I’m in between all the things, that she wants, that she says that she needs. I’m between the hot nights and the circus of love. I’m in between what she reads, what her friends, what her friends, what they say, that is true. I’m in between all these things. Yeah, I know I’ve been cheated, but who the fuck cares anyway? Certainly not you. You’ve got all the time in the world. And I love you though you hate me. I love you though you take me away from my family. It’s time to leave. Yes, I love you with your clothes on, I love you even when you’re so far away. I’m in between all these things. This life is a struggle she says, yeah I know that we sometimes lose. Sleep waking in places again, yeah I know that we sometimes choose. I’m in between all these things. I know we have little time, but I love you with my eyes. I love you in disguise. Even though you’ll know it’s me. And I love you though you hate me. I love you though you take me away from my family. It’s time to leave. Yes, I love you with your clothes on, I love you even when you’re so far away. And I pour my body in, into your arms again, and this time I know, I’ll be free.

I don’t want to move out of this spot in the sun. If the sun’s going to shine down, I want to be the one. I burnt my tongue because I was too impatient to wait. I lied my way back in, because it’s easier to love than to hate. We ignored all the signs and the sun’s burnt a hole in our heads. You said change only comes, when you fall off the edge. You shout “Forwards or backwards? Which way should I fall down?” And I crane my neck just to watch you because it’s easier to follow than drown. It’s not a wall, it’s a cross roads, some will leave, and some will follow. Some will go east, some will ride out west. Some will walk away, never look back. Never regret. I don’t want to move out of this spot in the sun. If the sun’s going to shine down, I want to be the one.

A fading heart just a mix of parts of all i was but i'm left with you. A noble crime, a safe way to lie. Capricious smile that surfaces only at night. Your blessed tongue is a place to hide. You're a surprise in red dresses and primary colors. I'm so tired of the sound of my lies, your lips are stealing the thoughts i can't hide. I'm so tired of the sound of my life so i listen to your breaths as they rise and fall. You’re still in light, hard to catch in the dark. You make it seem like the movies are right. The ones where fate plays an unwilling part, and all the lines are written for us. I can only roll into so many rooms, but I can rock like there are no consequences. I'm so tired of the sound of my lies, your lips are stealing the thoughts i can't hide. I'm so tired of the sound of my life so i listen to your breaths as they rise and fall.

She looked him in the eye through the rearview mirror, she said There’s nothing left for me, but to listen. He looked in the rearview mirror. There was nothing left to see except the winter fields cut with blades of grass. She whispered Horses, horses…they come to me at night, it’s why I turn on the light, it’s why you dream of horses. I thought it was a dream until I heard them galloping inside my head, all day and night. They said there’s a risk of knowing too much, it’s physics, falling from a moving car – won’t get you far. But when your skin meets the asphalt, grin – they’ll let you in, they’ll tell you right from wrong. Just listen to the horses. They’ll tell you falling from a moving car won’t get you. Falling from a moving car won’t get you far

oh lost dog we found you in a ditch by the highway road deflated like a red balloon, a ripped paper bag, a crushed pop can we kicked to the ground lost dog no one wants you no more, you took up all the room in the basement storage, depression days come down so fast, when what i wanted is long gone past it’s too late for whining regrets take off your tags and collar, they’ll place their bets it’s all in the timing, it’s a science, it’s an art, it’s the sick tick of the engine firing sparks Tied tin cans to your tail kept you running, chased you past the fields of yellow grass, hid from noise and shouting, I couldn’t tell what was louder then, your heart on the road or the tin clatter, what a way to go. Wet ears filled with blood, a symphony of fear, they poisoned your sister, she died here, six hours straight til they tired of the din and broke her neck. Lose your dog lose your mind i laugh out loud and we lie in the yellow grass, baby lean on me…i’ll count out the ticks and burrs while you sleep they’re tangled, sure, but not buried too deep leave me to my worries, but don’t you leave me we’re outcasts we’re rejects we just won’t be drowned we're outcasts, we're rejects and we’ll keep coming back to this sorry little town, yeah, we'll keep coming back to this sorry little town, yeah, we'll keep coming back to this sorry little town.

It’s a dangerous game we play. Throwing rocks on the highway. Hiding in culverts now, washing uneasy feelings down. We smoke like fiends, we swing like cranes, build fires with leaves, light fires below. We drank it all, loved to be cold yelled Everyone’s gone mad! Can’t find you now, the shape of your hands the shapes they leave on me.

It's a cold call but I won't come undone. It's a cold call but I'm still the one. I live in my head, a parallel space. Invent scenarios to save face. Pretend that everyone’s dead and gone. It’s 3:14 am, it’s too late to say goodbye. I shout love and shine like candy floss lipstick. Never touched your lips, I sing unbuttoned, my fingers on strings never slip, do all the tricks -- impress everyone else but you. The arc of stars follow you and lights up the dark spaces, you see through me you do. Well, the ending of this book is still the same, though I ripped out pages 44 to 110. The chapter where I leaned into your coat, and buried my face in your chest, you know the rest, your hand at the small of my back….or was it my throat? If there’s an echo in this room well, your card's up for renewal, and you do need approval, so put the book back on the shelf and back out slowly. Cause page 65 was a baldface lie, when you told me to get a life. Get a life! I shout love and shine like candy floss lipstick. Never touched your lips, I sing unbuttoned, my fingers on strings never slip, do all the tricks -- impress everyone else but you.

We’re self-confessed heros of the sands like lightning rods to the stars and the laws of this land. Those selfish reds trying to fuck with evolution, don’t they know that the strong always win. Come on look around! Is art just a way to get you into my bed without having to be the top of the pile, or have the sweetest smile? I’ve gone I’ve heard, out of the pool, still sticky from the candy canes and the New Year’s fizz. The safe way home is decorated and inflated, all of the latest pills. And we spin and we spin. Cause art is just a way to get you into my bed without having to be the top of the pile or have the sweetest smile.