carbon copy aftertaste
the taste of lips so delicate
stop the click and watch the room
sitting pretty in full bloom

your stain on my fingers like a headache that the pills won't kill

hold your breath this is the part
that i've been waiting for
words spill out in front of you
on your bedroom floor

your stain on my fingers like a headache that the pills won't kill

Shouldering the blame
Walking into frame
Like a lighted silhouette
Against a cotton sheet
Smothering the crease

Tin can in hand
Waiting for god to come around
But he never comes around
He never comes around

Quiet like a mouse
Building up your house
Just to tear it down
Leaving us the pieces
Do they ever fit?

Tin can in hand
Waiting for god to come around
But he never comes around

I called the house to see if anyone was home
Question the silences the negative response
Stayed to see the sunrise
Raising hell over the square
Didn't lose the sense of promise
Laced upon the air

Education was a simple learning curve
Ruined by the lack of anything to use
Of knowing what to say and what to lock away
Pay attention for detentions here to stay

And it took so long to find

Where's the emotion?
Tuned to the sound of sincerity
Without connection
The lesson doesn't come for free
Senseless distractions
Your spoken words are just a lie
These interactions
The desperate act of fleeting minds

Constant illuminations
With no hope of preservation
Nothing but friendly fire
Soon you will be home again

Buried expression
They are the heart of everything
Distant impressions

Closing folding like a star
Bring you back to see the lights
Bluest water falling down on your skin
On your skin

Keep you eyes locked away
In some lonely place
Don't stop, don't stop
When the music's over

Crosses made to bare the weight
You never bothered to explain
Questions swim around your head

Keep you eyes locked away
In some lonely place
Don't stop don't stop
When the music's over now

Congratulations it's a boy
Buried underneath the afterbirth of joy

Sticks and stones will always break
His bones can barely take the weight
Of your breath breathing down his neck again

Keep it to yourself
You don't need to ask
Everything was golden
Memories will last

Your family a little girl
One little wonder with her back against the wall

Kisses at bedtime never meant

Growing old, around these streets
Never really felt quite like, like anything
Expect nothing, and have the chance
To really go somewhere, that you can't

My love is exploitation
Not a passing celebration
And I don't want to feel
Like a part of history

Gonna' turn this town, upside down
We can die well, in their eyes
Just to feel
Promises broken, at a quarter past five

Maybe I'm a pessimist
What if all the grey clouds in the sky
Follow me home tonight?

Maybe I'm an atheist
What if there's no god waiting to greet me
At the end of the working week

Maybe I'm just delicate
Maybe I am...

Just not clever enough to persuade
Everyone of the reasons
We're failing each other
And it's not the same, not the same to me
No it's not the same, not the same to me

Define the marks prepare to laugh
So sorry you never had your reasons
Loose the lips and sink the ships
A cycle broken and amused

Chorus:
Rules and games playful moments
That wont last no matter how it feels
Ropes that strain to catch the picture frames
No never what is real

Avenues we all confuse
These maps will make them disappear
Mountains side your feelings lie

You start working with the same device
The narrative is breaking down again
You're standing down the same old asking price
The cards are drawn the fires getting warm

All works and play there's nothing left to say
They wouldn't want it any other way

Running fast when the lights are fading
We make the same mistakes
We know we have to face
Someday the fires will keep on burning

Kick start your heart
Just like an engine
battered and over-used
Are we really ready?
I don't think it's any use

If you think it feels close to you
Hey angel, there's nothing left to loose

Please, believe in what I have to say
The symptoms that you have are so lost
Your wires are crossed, are you leaving?

Discarded on the floor
We feel the pain, nestled in overtures

Scarred open wounds
the needle, it dances and glows through the skin
under lights that burn so bright
and roads we see at night

the light has faded through the windows

destroy to destroy
landscapes and people you know and people you don't
wards of empty patients just to sleep away the days

the light has faded through the windows

last call on the waterfront as the kids all stare

Give me something to believe in
Something that is real
A moment of reflection
What should I believe?

I've lost my innocence
If you see it around please tell it to call

(I can't stomach, my own stomach)

It can't tell me truths I need
When what I feel and what I see isn't even real

(What should I believe?)

Give me something to believe in
Something that is real
A moment of reflection