I found you grieving in the grass The sky bled water colored blue You seemed so simple sure and sad So I sat down to grieve with you You raised your
A good man doesn't drink And I've been drinking alone So what does that make me? My hands they always shake And no one's calling my phone So what does
My friends are working on avoiding me So when we meet I keep my mouth real busy Talk out my nervous energy It never works, I throw darts at the wall and
I?d give myself a hand if I were you The right words are never ones I say Songs like these They carry a little weight now 'Cause they?re about honesty
Brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines Hey, hey, it's my birthday It's a toy I torched, a tar pit flame, a lockjaw night Hey, hey, it's my birthday
I saw your haircut in a storefront: The choppy sides and perfect bangs. I loved the way it framed the model's cheekbones, The blank expression on her
I think I thought so much about losing you That I never really had you You spend so much time, you spend so much time When you think you?ve got all the
You carry the beach in your way too short hair That you shaved off last week 'cause you freaked and got scared That when it's longer, you remind me of
Sleep peacefully Like the way you look this morning With faith in your eyes and me in your hands A whispered promise in your heart Lullaby for a snow
I found my fickle friend Out in the alley way He said, you don't look so good I said, hey doc, that's great You started practicing? I never got the note
A cadillac drives down my street A bead of sweat pourin slow down a palm line. I see a bumper sticker it's a bearded man with a wanted sign. A myth
The longer that I'm out here the better you sound You're scrunching up your face in this picture I found And I'm chasing after you, steadily losing ground
Marie, Marie, you got me thinkin' Long term and being careful with my drinkin' And looking forward to my holidays and weekends Marie, I love the way you
Ohh, baby, baby, please I feel an urgent need to apologize I did a terrible thing in a terrible dream And now I can't look you in the eye It started,
I'm looking at you through a wine glass I'm watching the light play games with your face I'm tracing your mouth with my fingers I'm trying to pick up
So what if it's freezing? I'm awake and I'm happy The sun's steepling its shards on my floor I drag my feet to the shower and I hear someone singing I
You were always cute but goddamn, you got hot Hot enough to streak the streets white with sunspots when you walk And I'm still obsessed with cowboys and
I stopped today to see myself in subway glass And I was scared of the way I look now I knew the only thought, my mind, my eyes Please don't believe in
