Infinity On High lyrics

I’m a preacher sweating in the pew
For the salvation I’m bringing you
I’m a salesman I’m selling you hooks and plans
And my sales are making demands

When I’m home alone I just can’t stop myself
And you pull my hips so close by the one with the truth
Signing off I’m a writing pad but I’m better with a pen
The kid was alright but it went to his head

How cruel is the golden rule?
When the lives we lived were only golden-plated
And I knew the lights of the city were too heavy for me
And though I can't wear karats for everyone to see

And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies
And all the lovers with no time for me
And all of the mothers raised their babies
To stay away from him

Tongues are my stalkings of electric dreams

The D.A. is dressed to the nines
In the mirror he practices all his lines
To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor
I’m guessing that he read the morning paper
The headline reads “the man hangs, but the jury doesn’t”

And everybody’s looking for relief
The united states versus disbelief
Mothers cast tears on both sides of the argument

It's all a game of this or that
Now this is there
that out of all the girls worse for wear
And you’re someone
Who knows someone who knows someone
I once knew
And I just want to be a part of this

The road outside my house
Is paved with good intentions
Fire up the construction crew
Cause it's hell on the engine
And you are the dreamer
And we are the dream.

I wrote a goodbye note in lipstick on your arm
When you passed out
I couldn't bring myself to call
Except to call it quits

Best friends
Ex-friends till the end
Better off as lovers
And not the other way around
Racing through the city
Windows down
In the back of yellow checkered cars

This city says...

Come hell or high water
Well I'm feeling hot and wet

I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
In case god doesn't show
(Let the good times roll
Let the good times roll)

And I want these words to make things right
But it's for wrongs that make the words come to life
Who does he think he is?
If that's the worst you got, better put your fingers back to the keys

That summer we took threes across the park
But by fall we were a cover story
Now in stores
Make us poster boys in the scene
For we are not making our acceptance speech
I have found the safest place to keep all of our mistakes
Every dot com refreshing for a journal update

So long live the car-crash heart
Lie on the couch till the poets come to life
Fix me in 45

Baby, seasons change but people don't.
And I (oh) will be waiting in the back room.
I'm falling for old conference people.
Headlines and flash flash flash photography.

Don't pretend you ever think about me.
Don't pretend you ever think about me.

Would you rather be a widow or a divorcee?
Snap your way from fashion magazines.
Widow or divorcee?
Don't pretend it.
Don't pretend.

I've loved everything about you that hurst,
So let me see your moves,
Let me see your moves,
Lips pressed this close to mine
True Blue, but the prince of this failing empire knows that
Everybody wants
Everybody wants to drive on through the night,
If it's the drive back home

[Chorus:]
Things aren't the same anymore,
Sometimes it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone

Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
Penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insight
Or a fortune for your disaster
And I'm just a painter and I'm drawing a blank

We only want to sing you to sleep in your bedroom speakers, whoa
We need umbrellas on the inside
Give me a sign

They say quitters never win
We walk the plank on a sinking ship
There's a world outside of my front door

I'm a stitch away
From making it
And a scar away
From falling apart
Apart

Blood cells pixelate
And the eyes dilate
And the full moon pills got me out on the street at night

Could it last
Watch you with the moon
Could it last
Watch you with the moon
Could it last
Watch you with the moon
Could it last
Watch you with the moon

Oh
Put love on hold
Young Hollywood

[Version 1:]
We take sour sips
From life's lush lips
We shake shake shake the hips
In relationships
Stop by this disaster town
You'll put your eyes to the sun and say "I know"
You're only blinding to keep back what the clouds are hiding
And we might have started singing just a little too soon
We're throwing the stones in a glass room

Whoa ah oh it's a miserable story

I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself
So listen carefully to every word I say:
"I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today,

You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"
Blackmailed myself
Cause I ain't got anyone else
"This is a stick up
Give us all your.."
I've got the red carpet blues baby

"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound

Last year's wishes,
Are this year's apologies.
Every last time I come home,
I take my last chance,
To burn a bridge or two.
I only keep myself this sick in the head,
'Cause I know how the words get you.

We're the new face of failure.
Prettier and younger but not any better off.
Bulletproof loneliness,
At best.
At best.

Me and you,
Setting in a honeymoon.
If I woke up next to you.