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Everything Must Go
02:55
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Lately, I've been more selfish than I should be
Cause I got caught up in what you thought would've been
A better way to end this
But everything was so much easier when we were younger
Cause all that mattered was my feet treading the concrete
I never thought that I'd lose my footing
I said I wouldn't let this go, but now you're gone.
And I wish you'd take some fault, but that's not how you were taught.
I thought I couldn't find these songs, but I had it all wrong.
So as of late, I guess I'm to blame.
Apparently you see right through me
So now all that I've got anymore
Is some leverage to settle the score
But you're still tearing up my skin
I'm not the only who sees that you got lost in all of this.
I said I wouldn't let this go, but now you're gone.
And I wish you'd take some fault, but that's not how you were taught.
I thought I couldn't find these songs, but I had it all wrong.
Stop waiting for things to change, you're the reason that I felt this way in the first place.
Stop waiting for things to change, by the time that you're back home I'll be states away.
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2. |
Your Back Porch
03:07
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It's 4am again and I'm falling asleep with the headphones in
It shouldn't be like this.
And it's so hard to act like I'm over this
When everything you said tore my heart out of my chest.
I just wanna feel something again.
I'm not innocent.
Not in the least bit.
Selfish wishful thinking.
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head,
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead.
You swear you're a safe bet, but I know that you're not
And I think that's why I'm here and you still think I'm wrong,
But there's nothing between you and me.
Not anymore.
Not on your back porch at 4am,
I'm in this van hoping I won't see you again.
I just wanna feel something again.
I'm not innocent.
Not in the least bit.
Selfish wishful thinking.
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head,
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead.
(My family gets smaller every year)
Does your conscience keep you awake?
Because one day all that you've felt in those bones will make them break.
But now I know just how you see me, and I want you to know
You won't grow out of selfish, you'll just find better ways to hide it.
If you gave all that you take, the weight would take its toll and your skeleton would cave
I just wanna feel something again.
I'm not innocent.
Not in the least bit.
Selfish wishful thinking.
And if this mess that I left in the southwest is in your head,
Then I'm not the only one digging up the dead.
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3. |
Stateside
03:20
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I watched the bonds we made give way
On your front porch that may
You begged me to go, but I think that I should stay
I wanna know how much you hate me
Before I go across the country
So act like you never cared
About a spark that wasn't there
But don't forget how hard you tried to let me down, but I wouldn't break free
I never wanted to be the weight that you buried
I'm stuck stateside with you in my head
I couldn't even get away to new england
So next time that you're on your kitchen floor
Remember me and what we used to be
And how I couldn't care less anymore
So act like you never cared
About a spark that wasn't there
But don't forget how hard you tried to let me down, but I wouldn't break free
I never wanted to be the weight that you buried
I'll hold on to everything you've tried to take, cause I'm gone, I'm the smile you couldn't fake
Maybe I'll end up back in your bed, or in a makeshift one in the back of my van
I've learned to not rule out anything when it comes to you and me, except for consistency.
So half of what mattered then won't matter anymore.
And at that time I'll be in another state on another floor.
In another state on another floor.
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4. |
No Good
02:54
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Where's your respect?
And didn't your father teach you anything before he left?
I'm not coming back.
My mind was a fortress you knew how to rupture
Flanking the trenches and storming my bunker
Day after day, I face the wrath of what I've made
But I never thought I could feel this way at 19.
Every word she said, like knives in the back of my head
Over and over she said I'm just not cut for the weather
So take your wedding bands and your drunken friends
Cause I just can't keep you together
I'm no good, you're no better.
It's people just like you
Who made me the pessimist I am
I'm lower than the dirt
With no roots left to find
It's nice to know I wasn't worth the seven digit let down
I was left out in the cold
It's people just like you who made me the pessimist I am.
Every word she said, like knives in the back of my head
Over and over she said I'm just not cut for the weather
So take your wedding bands and your drunken friends
Cause I just can't keep you together
I'm no good, you're no better.
Don't point your unloaded gun at my head ever again.
Don't point your unloaded gun at my head, cause I'll pull the trigger.
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6. |
No Good (Acoustic)
04:16
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