BYO Split Series, Vol. V (Alkaline Trio/One Man Army) lyrics

"Dont you ask me to come out
When the sun does shine
Rather stay here with curtains drawn
In darkness youll be mine

Lets wait for the blackout
The light is too bright
Lets wait for the blackout
Wait for the night

Well welcome to my basement flat
No windows to see through
When darkness falls again my friend
Well both know what to do

Lets wait for the blackout
The light is too bright

a deep dark secret down at the bottom
but this bay can't keep it unforgotten
and a story that was told has now grown taller than we'd ever wish it to be
beyond belief...
i'll grab the boat if you go grab the anchor,
the tarp and twine and the weights that sank her
they weren't enough to look who showed up
a new light shed is shining through
illuminating you as we lay

"Well Ill sit here to convince myself its true
If you keep on telling your friends that were through
I got nothing here but loneliness
Holes in walls and bleeding fists
My head is pounding like a pillow
Like a big black song

My friends and I try to tell me youre gone
Wont listen to myself or anyone
You got on a plane and off you went
Youre never coming back again

Sit down and please make yourself comfortable
I might need some time to dance around what I need to say
I love you to death
I think I need a break

I spend my days worrying out loud
I gag in my head, I choke it back down
It hurts me inside to save you inside
So close my lips tight
Move eyes to the side

This is the way we disappear
It's easy if you burn out like a star

If you had a bad time at one of my parties,
Well I wouldn't expect to be seeing you soon, and that's fine.
You have to know what and why those things make you happy,
You have to know that second guess ain't worth a try.
Just some words of advice, maybe you've heard them before but here goes

Just be true to yourself if it lands you in hell,
well at least then you know

You're on your own my little nightmare
You cannot stay here
It's far too bright for you
If they attack you just lay there
Play dead, dear, it's your only hope of pulling through
And seconds they seem like a lifetime
A dream, recurring, a dream that can't come true
And they'll pin it all on you
After all you've been put through

'Sadie G., she's crazy, see?'
That's what the white coats say