Verse: E A B7 E
Chorus: A E A E // B7 A E a little knievel, a little james dean a little of your mama, a little mr. clean a little love and laughter and kindness too that’s what i think a lot about when i think of you charismatic conor kent ever since the accident i've been wondering why you came and went so quickly sometimes this world just don’t make sense it gives and takes without consent you were heaven-sent and i’m hell-bent on keeping you with me my wrinkles they were worth it every last one my dare-devil guardian angel son a little country, a little hang ten a little let loose, a little hardworking a little adventure, a little smile too that’s what i think a lot about when i think of you
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Verse: E G#m F#m B Chorus: E G#m A B // Cm B A Am i don’t want to pay a publicist to like me i don’t want to ask a journalist to write nice things about me i don’t want to beg my friends to come to my next show i don’t want to paste my stupid face on stupid clothes i just want to write a song that saves the world or pays my rent when chasing your dreams turns to chasing your tail you start asking yourself where the hell all the time went i don’t want to shake a hand and fake my admiration i don’t want to stoke or fan the flames of my frustration i don’t want to envy when my friends enjoy successes or provide for free bits of me just to see who it impresses i don’t want to be negative i’ll quit my bellyaching i don’t want to second guess my purpose or decision making i don’t want the past or future to chase me up a tree if i stay here in this moment, maybe my dreams might chase me i get to the point i'm sharp to the touch sometimes i'm out for blood it doesn't take much you're shockingly strong not as soft as you seem sometimes you are afraid but babe you can get through anything we are tied together sister we were born and bred and this time we will keep what we reap when we sow they don't know about this needle and thread i struggled alone got lost in the stack returned to my home i learned to attack you suffered enough all tangled and spun we will not be caught stark naked when the winter comes
there's a pillow i keep punching
i always take you lying down there's a pill so hard to swallow i have to hide it in my mouth i'm sinking down the valley, can't find the surface i'm fighting the finale, like a novice novelist i'm pacing like Penelope, hope for my homecoming kiss course there's nothing worse than hoping at a lonesome time like this there's a hole where i keep whispering i always wonder if you hear there's a hopeless place where i know best but dear i don't dare to go near i'm counting up the memories and the sacrifices i'll spend them on you honey i don't care what the price is i'm testing several theories hoping to prove the same thesis but there's nothing worse than hoping at a lonesome time like this worry my mind, furrow my brow sweetheart i'm sweating bullets sweating you out how can i let you go when i still hope that hope exists i know there's nothing worse than hoping at a lonesome time like this still i just sit here hoping at a lonesome time like this
face to the furnace, tears up in flames
i was the fodder, were you not entertained? you heard it cracking, did you laugh at that sound? fire is fuel when you're the hound i've taken orders and i've contravened i've saved the day, and i’ve fled the scene i could care less about castles and crowns power is pointless when you're the hound just allow me to touch upon the fact my knee was never bent i used to have a nose for blood but now it's gone i must have lost that scent it's a wonder i've seen love at all it must have been by accident i've taken prisoners and i've been behind bars i figure salvation is not without scars face to the furnace, nose to the ground fire is freedom when you're the hound is it a wall, is it a well, is it a building or a bridge? sometimes it’s hard for me to tell what fucking structure even is is it a snake in the grass, is it a flower in the weeds? what does it take, what does it ask, what does it give, what does it need? what even is life? just a place to live and die find someone to love and say goodbye? what even is life? call me godless, call me faithless, call me a sinner, call me brainless call me devil, call me rival, point to pages in your bible preach of gold up in the heavens, warn of flames that burn in hell go ahead, pretend to be an expert on shit you don’t know so well what even is life? just a car you don’t know how to drive and you’ll never make it out alive? what even is life? is it kind of arbitrary but a little bit on purpose? time is precious and it’s scary but it’s make-believe and worthless are we ignorant, are we brilliant, are we fixed or are we fluid? are we floating on forever, are we rotting where we’re rooted? what even is life? just a place that we call home live together and die alone? what even is life? Verse: C F C G (end on C) Chorus: F C Am Em F G (end on C) you had a big heart that bloomed like a flower you had a smooth voice that sailed like a ship you had a strong spine built like a tower you had a sweet smile just like a kid’s ever yours, ever mine you taught me how to wait until the scar turns to a shine ever green, ever blue the color of my eyes now that they won't be seeing you i had a hard time when you caught that fever i had a long cry alone in my car i had this pipe dream you'd live forever i got this feeling you did not go far ever mine, ever yours our souls outlast the dusty bones of death and dinosaurs ever long, evermore on a scale of one to ten, my friend, i miss you 94 Chorus: Bm slide to D Verse: Bm D // Bm A Bm C don't overthink it, don't overdo it sometimes it's good enough to get up and get through it you don't have to kick every single wall down sometimes it's good enough to get up and walk around what's all this talk of getting on the saddle? what's all this talk of climbing back on the horse? what if the saddle's not compatible? what if the horse threw you off your course? what if the thing that you need currently is to stop indulging worry so repeatedly? question marks circle like sharks in your anxiety but their fins are only figments of the swim you see what's all this talk of persevering, all this outrageous talk of getting ahead? if persevering's too severe today, it was courageous just to get out of bed what if the thing that you need currently is to stop indulging worry so repeatedly question marks circle like sharks in your anxiety but their fins are only figments of the swim you see when I'm naked as the truth and I'm lying next to you i don't want your honor or your honesty I don't need a crystal ball, in fact i don't need facts at all when the night falls please uphold my policy don't want to hear you bad news darling spare me your goodbyes i hate the sound of your hard truth so lay me down in your soft lies take your finest fabrications and spread 'em corner to corner across my bed and tomorrow we can rise from it but tonight won't you lie in it with me? i can see your proof of burden staring at me, oh god it's hurting to feel doubt about the one i love the most and i know seeing is believing so let's just shut the blinds this evening and feel our way around this room with our eyes closed
*pronouns changed from she to he in honor of my friend Jeffrey Joe who I lost the year I wrote this song
everyone’s wearing black everyone looks so sad everyone can be seated now everyone ends up dead everyone bow your head everyone remember was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was he with you giving tissues when you cried? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? everyone goes to bed everyone ends up dead everyone will live another day everyone still misses everyone reminisces everyone has something to say was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was there a moment you just had to memorize? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? |
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