Demo Tape lyrics

I've got it now
A thorn in my side the size of a Cadillac
Drive it through
'Cause backin up now would be next to impossible
I had it all
When I was with you I forgot about everything
Eighteen months
Eighteen months seems like fucking eternity

But you'll be there, to dry my eyes
When I breathe you in, in '97.. in '97

I've got it now
Like a thorn in my side the size of a Cadillac

Crack my head open on your kitchen floor
To prove to you that I have brains
Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls
Down golden roads that lead to nowhere

Fine time to fake a seizure
Feel your mouth on mine, you're saving me

Whatever happened to that silly dream you had?
I want to make it real
I'd love to rub your back
Like a plane crash that never hits the ground
I fall in love with you

You were like a toilet bowl at the end of the rainbow
Something like a pot of gold stuck under my pillow
Keeping me up at night you kept my head splitting
And wishing there were windows to throw you from
Throw you from
Day or night
Fuck if I know
Hard to tell with no fucking window
And sundials
What good are sundials once the sun is gone?
What are you good for?

eleven eleven said the clock as i pulled it around
the foreign days and understanding
a way out would be nice,
i'll have your good advice
went up the block
making the scream 12 after
some days the walls look greener
(cause they can fetch a dime)
hung, unsafe for days you can't be weaker waiting
and even if bugs turn into people who ask
'are you all right?'
say yes and smile