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1. i lose i lose i get it i lose Anything i love i know enough to tell ya i’m gonna lose it i’m gonna lose it i bruise i bruise i’ve sensitive skin it pinches like a peach each time that you touch me you bruise it you bruise it CH look at all this lemonade i made babe out of every lemon i’ve been given take a picture of me diving in the pitcher aint it funny how drowning looks like swimming ain’t it funny how dying looks like living 2. i cry i cry you know that i cry my eyes never dry heart heavy with sighs i’m crying i try i try but i can barely get by slowed to a crawl get up and fall, i’m never flying but i keep tryin CH x2
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1. every single night you're the last thing on my mind no use counting sheep it's just you and me and the memories i keep every day i wake mother farther away no use wondering why it's just you and me and the longest wave goodbye CH the story didn't end like i wanted it to and i can't find a pen to save your life it hurts to pretend anything would be different if you were alive i still wish you were alive 2. every time i breathe you're the lungs in me no use holding the inhale it's still you and me hanging crooked on the nail CH Lyrics ("melt with you" portion attributed to song of the same name by Modern English) fire’s coming round the mountain, babe, start running for the car no time for family photo albums, records, or guitars freeewheelin’ dylan was my savior but I cannot return the favor i know them all by heart anyways they’ll be blowin’ in the wind after the blaze you’re the only thing that i refuse to lose even driving toward death’s door, you’re my refuge when the world stops burning, this flame will continue and i’ll melt with you smoke’s clouding up our eyes, babe, open your ears and try to hear me they may not recognize our bodies but I’ve memorized your spirit leaving life is really scary but skin and bones are temporary my love for you’s the only truth that stays it will be blowin’ in the wind after the blaze you’re the only thing that i refuse to lose even driving toward death’s door, you’re my refuge when the world stops burning, this flame will continue and i’ll melt with you red today, i’m seeing red today i’m seeing red today not in an angry way red like a cross that saves on disastrous days or a heart that loves in fantastic ways read like the cartoons when you’re searching for laughter red like a curtain that falls from the rafters at the end of a play, we all make our way off the stage and i don’t pretend to be certain but i’m pretty sure that curtain will rise again it’s just a matter of when but I’m seeing red today... i clicked the link that said add one to the basket i didn’t think i’d be this young shopping for a casket the whole thing was pink with pretty little flowers to match it we watched it sink deep down in the grave that we paid for to stash it in a way, the day she died, i did a little too i’d have to say it was the day pink turned blue when she was alive i’d get lost on a dime, broke down like a car i tried to drive away so many times but never got too far now i believe she’s giving me signs, i see ‘em in the stars even though grief made me blind now i see her fine, she’s on my radar in a way, she gave me the map, the key, and the gasoline i’d have to say she’s paving the way for red to turn green
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 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? 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
*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? right this way ma'am to the finish line i was never in your lane, you were never in mine do what you gotta do, girl go get that win did you do it the right way? honey let's not pretend sometimes you must choose to lose with a shrug and a grin come with me friend to the starting line you know i got your back, i hope you still got mine do what we gotta do to begin again i won't fight for a prize but I'll fight for a friend |
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