The Swiss Army Romance lyrics

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast
Is taking me home

[1.]
I'm cuddling here
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.

I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it

On the way home,
this car hears my confessions.
I think tonight I'll take the long way.
In This weather.
The wind outside is biting.
It's left me feeling tired and exposed.
You've been asking me to bleed.
It seems these kinds of questions
they come too easy to you now.
and Your lack of shame comes naturally.
It should not be surprised.
I should have seen it sooner.

I'm always assuming the worst,
but you're going on none the less
there's nothing to cusion your heart led fall.
Letters from further away
keep pulling me close to home.
And there's something to cushion my callous sighs.
And I know that you hope for
longer good-byes
embracing for forever
and falling in your eyes.

Pouring over photographs.
I'm living in your letters.

Sleep with all the lights on.
You're not so happy.
You're not secure.
You're dying to look cute in your blue jeans,
but you're plastic just like everyone.
You're just like everyone.
And that face you paint is pressed
impressing most of us as permanent
and I'd like to see you undone.
College night will draw the crowds.
Dorms unload & your heading out.
Here is your moment to shine.

This paint has been tasting of lead
their chips will fall as they may,
but it's not just my finish that is peeling,
it is not alone fleeing these walls.

Well sooner of later this cold
it's gonna break
our hands will be warm again,
but all I want is not to need you now.
And sooner or later this cold
it's gonna break
our words will be heard again,

It is yet to be determined,
but the air is thick,
& my hope is feeling worn.
I'm missing home,
& I'm glad you're not a part of this,
there are parts of me that will be missed.
And the phone is always dead to me,
so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
& it feels like

it is colder than it ought to be in March
& I still have a day or two ahead of me
till I'll be heading home,

So long sweet summer,
I stumbled upon you and gracefully basked in your rays.
So long sweet slumber.
I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away.

Hey thanks, thanks for that summer.
It is cold where your going
I hope that your heart is always warm.
I gave you the best that I had.
You pased on my letters
& passed on the best that I had.

I hate the winter in Lexington.

So quiet
another wasted night,
the television steals the conversation
exhale,
another wasted breath,
again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired
cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break
out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes
out of touch, are we out of time?

Close lipped

It's just like you to contest
you wear it like a label on your breast
don't you see what this takes of me?
A certain callousness complies
with your charm in your pride
a hopeful look draped in despise.

I want to give you
whatever you need.
What is it you need?
Is it what I need?
I want to give you
whatever you need.
What is is you need?
Is it within me?

When I'm back from the road
and you're out on it
& I'm tired of this distance
& I believe it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless
the novelty is wearing
I'm hoping time will pass
without any assistance
or convincing.

Road rules apply
there's so much action,
you're getting busy.
I'll call your cellular phone
to tell you TV night was
lonely without you
& so am I...
so am I.

She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass the time

And I had a vision of seeing things straight
She had the heart of a liar
I never saw her leave me once
She never felt me beside her

It's cruel but she's got a good hold on me (x6)

She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying

This is a forgery
This is a forgery
Every single word is plagiarized
Copied twice and thrice inscribed
This is a forgery

There is a path, and to get where it's leading
You gotta be sharp, and never bend easy

This is an enemy
This is an enemy
Compliments and chemistry
Cavalier and so charming
This isn't everything
This isn't everything

I had a fit
You had a feeling

Relax and stand in the warmth of the sand
the day is long
and here for us to take for granted.
We find ourselves to our knees
Water clear, a tender breeze upon our faces
as we bask in our good graces
Yeah, we all are golden here.
And summer, and summer,
where night belongs to lust and lovers.
And summer, and summer,
and I am here to win you over.

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of which has caught my eye

And roped me in
So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing
I am captivated

[Chorus]
I am Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well

[Originally by R.E.M.]

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse
Still, itâs so much clearer
I forgot my shirt at the waterâs edge
The moon is low tonight

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night

Oh love, hang on,

Iâve gotta say this right

'Cause I only get one shot,

Once in my life
'Cause I want to grow old with you

And I want you to hold me forever

Do you think that you love me?

'Cause I do, I do, I do

Do you want that forever?

'Cause I do, I do, I do

Do you want me to share your life with you?

I do, I do, I do

Oh love, hang on,

If you're willing,

You are a razor blade

You are precision-cut

You are a stare, sharp as a tack in my eye

At rest in my veins

The pulse in my neck
A sharp edge that questions the time I have left

...so you are on my mind.

I need a burning stake

I need a piercing dart

I need something as hot as it is sharp

And I need to bleed

I need to burn

I need a sure thing

I need a sure thing

Hand out the window
Floatin on air
Just a flip of the wrist
Id be wavin you goodbye

Drive past the lifeguard stand
Where Id sit around waiting for you to remember
Well past the beach hotels
Where the girls gettin bronzed on their monogrammed towels

I drive this ocean road
And I remember

How the girls could turn to ghosts before your eyes

I've got my eye on top shelf liquor,
With taste so smooth it
Hits you quicker.
But you've only got the well.

And I've got an eye for top tier women
With legs so long they go straight to heaven,
But this old bunch looks like hell.

But tonight I'll take what I can get.

I'd like to hear a great musician
With strange ideas and grand ambitions,

You'll be leavinâ for the winter
but I'll concede that itâs true
Itâs the right thing for you
but itâs tough to be moved with the holiday spirit
And to tell you the truth
I had big plans for Christmas and high hopes for you

I want you here by my side
Cold nights and fires and white wine
And dreams of holidays to come

This basket arrives to show your condolence
You hope that it finds me well and just in time
This loss was unbearable, but now I have flowers
Thoughtful happy bright arrangement
I can fall into...

Just a corpse in his place,
You only have one shot to knock 'em dead
A toast to the way he left us counting our blessings
And holding our heads...

[Originally written by Weezer]

Jamie, what you doing now?
What you doing now girl?
Please, please tell me
Cause I need to know, I need to know now
When I was down, you came to me
And promised you'd always be
By my side, now you're gone
And I'm waiting patiently
Jamie, I want you to know
Jamie, oh Jamie, I'm so glad you're mine
We'll be together a long time

Save up, until you've had it.
Your purse gone, but you won't go on.
Brought down with a force of nature.
Breathing off my lung.
It's not easy to like it.
It's not easy at all.
It's not easy to like it at all.
Fill up to the limit.
Winter's come as an appetite.
Money clips, equipped with paper.
Pockets briming and tight.
It's not easy to like it.
It's not easy at all.