.:*The Swiss Army Romance*:.
Screaming Infidelities - I'm missing your bed, I never sleep Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak & this bottle of beast is taking me home. I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets You're not alone & you're not discreet. You make sure I know, who's taking you home. I'm reading your note over again. There is not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed it "I will love you always & forever" As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs, and sit alone and wonder, how you're making out, but as for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone making out I'm missing your laugh, how did it break? And when did your eyes begin to look fake? I hope you're as happy as your pretending. I'm missing you bed, I never sleep. Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep. And this bottle of beast is taking me home. Your hair. It's everywhere. Screaming infidelities. Taking it's wear.
The Sharp Hint of New Tears - On the way home, this car hears my confessions. I think tonight I'll take the long way. This weather. The wind outside is biting. It has left me feeling tired & exposed. You've been asking me to bleed. It seems these kinds of questions come too easy to you now. Your lack of shame comes naturally. I should not be suprised. I should have seen it sooner. You expect me to apologize for things that you've done wrong. While you're inciting others. You're owning up to nothing and I wish that I was gone, because you're not going anywhere. This damp air is fighting my defroster. My sighs they ring victorious & fog this tinted glass. It's clouded & so is my head. The hint of these new tears are sharp. I try to hold them back. It's useless. I am useless against them. They are beating me with ease. On the way home this car hears my confessions. I think tonight I'll take the long way.
Living In Your Letters - I'm always assuming the worst, but you're going on none the less & there's nothing to cusion your heart led fall. Letters from further away keep pulling me close to home. And there's something to cushion my callous sighs. And I know that you hope for longer good-byes embracing for forever and falling in your eyes. Pouring over photographs. I'm living in your letters. Breathe deeply from this envelope it smells like you & I can't be without that scent. It's filling me with all you mean to me. Continually failing these trials but you stand by me nonetheless & you won't let me sink though I'm beggin you. Phone calls from further away & messages on my machine, but I don't ever tell you this distance seems terrible. There is no need to test my heart, with useless space. These roads go on forever & so do you and I. So I'll hit the pavement it's gotta be better than waiting & pushing you far away cause I'm scared. So I'll take my chances & head on my way up there. Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten.
The Swiss Army Romance - Sleep with all the lights on. You're not so happy. You're not secure. You're dying to look cute in your blue jeans, but you're plastic just like everyone. You're just like everyone. And that face you paint is pressed impressing most of us as permanent and I'd like to see you undone. College night will draw the crowds. Dorms unload & your heading out. Here is your moment to shine. Making up a history. It's nothing from the life you lead but man, will they buy all your lines. Sleep with all the sheets off bearing your mattress bearing your soul. And you're dying to look smooth with your tattoos but you're searching just like everyone could be anyone. And the friends that you have are the best impressing most of us as permanent and I'd like to see you undone. Youth's the most unfaithful mistress. Still we forge ahead to miss her. Rushing our moment to shine. Making up a history, It's nothing from the life you lead but man will they buy all your lines. We're not twenty-one, but the sooner we are, the sooner the fun will begin, so get out your fake eyelashes, and fake i.d's, & real disasters ensue, it's cool to take these chances. It's cool to fake romances & grow up fast.
Turpentine Chaser - This paint has been tasting of lead & their chips will fall as they may, but it's not just my finish that is peeling, & it is not alone fleeing these walls. Well sooner of later this cold it's gonna break & our hands will be warm again, but all I want is not to need you now. And sooner or later this cold it's gonna break & our words will be heard again, but all I want are vows of silence now. This turpentine chaser's got kick & the rag that it's soaked in is rich. The fumes aide the pace of my cleaning & as soon as I'm done I am gone. The frightening facts we've been facing our backs for so long now are begging for eyes to bear witness to lies & indifference. Now we're saying aloud the things we've declared in our silence. The new coats of paint will not reaquaint broken hearts to broken homes.
A Plain Morning - It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, & my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, & I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you the temperature is dropping & it feels like it is colder than it ought to be in March & I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doeasn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again. It's warmer where you're waiting. It feels more like July. Ther's pillows in their cases & one of those is mine. And you wrote the words I love you, & sprayed it with perfume. It is better than the fire is to heat this lonely room. It is warmer where you're waiting It feels more like July.
Age Six Racer - So long sweet summer, I stumbled upon you and gracefully basked in your rays. So long sweet slumber. I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away. Hey thanks, thanks for that summer. It is cold where your going I hope that your heart is always warm. I gave you the best that I had. You pased on my letters & passed on the best that I had. I hate the winter in Lexington.
Again I Go Unnoticed - So quiet another wasted night, the television steals the conversation exhale, another wasted breath, again it goes unnoticed. Please tell me you're just feeling tired cause if it's more than that I feeel that I might break out of touch, out of time. Please send me anything but signals that are mixed casue I can't read your rolling eyes out of touch, are we out of time? Close lipped another goodnight kiss is robbed of all it's passion, your grip another time, is slack it leaves me feeling empty. I'll wait until tomorrow maybe you'll feel better then maybe we'll be better then so what's another day when I can't bear these nights of thoughts of going on without you this mood of yours is temporary it seems worth the wait to see your smile again out of the corner of your eye won;t be the only way you'll look at me then.
Ender Will Save Us All - It's just like you to contest you wear it like a label on your breast don't you see what this takes of me? A certain callousness complies with your charm & in your pride a hopeful look draped in despise. I want to give you whatever you need. What is it you need? Is it what I need? I want to give you whatever you need. What is is you need? Is it within me? It's hard to explain how I am getting by on so little from you. It's hard to believe that I would let myself get so wrapped in you. There's got to be something that would be worthwhile for me to give to you. We need a connection but you seem to push me far away from you. The harder I push the further I fall. Well you don't mind me being headstrong. But you don't want to sing along. Maybe it's trite but I can always be wrong Try not to be wrong.
Shirts And Gloves - When I'm back from the road and you're out on it & I'm tired of this distance & I believe it's over-rated. And this phone tag game is endless the novelty is wearing I'm hoping time will pass without any assistance or convincing. Road rules apply there's so much action, you're getting busy. I'll call your cellular phone to tell you TV night was lonely without you & so am I... so am I. It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year. So many high points on this last leg. I can't wait to recount them it seems like nothing's happened until I've shared them with you. The note that you had called says youre half a day away & you are heading home just in time for me to leave. Road rules apply there's so much action I'm getting busy. So make sure that I'm up to date on TV night, I hate to miss out. I think I miss you most on Wednesdays & Saturdays. It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.