| Lyric | Song |
| It's kinda funny how something so soothing gets interrupted by the ring of a telephone | |
| I took a long walk straight back home, I could have walked back to San Francisco | |
| Every breath that I could barely breathe, could barely mae it past my teeth; I took a blowtorch to both of my lungs a long long time ago | |
| And you found everything you need to make a life complete; completely revolting... | |
| Put down like a teenager's first drink, I cough up compliments | |
| Well those others were like methadone I took to get me through the day | |
| Well they tied that yellow ribbon 'round the oak tree, and they've worn out all the prayer in their hearts | |
| There are things that used to make you cry; one of them was me for just a little while | |
| I've got it now, a thorn in my side the size of a Cadillac | |
| You've been known to say that you're a-ok when you're feeling sick inside | |
| It's been a while since I really spent time with you, wish I could take back the times that I had | |
| Remember last April when we saw U.S. Maple? Somehow the singer showed the fireside exactly how I feel | |
| This is the way we disappear, it's easy like a 50 foot fall | |
| Wide-eyed, knee deep in surprise, just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees | |
| Bless me dark father I have sinned, I've dont it before and I'll do it again | |
| Something warm to hold me, something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind | |
| | Lyric | Song |
| We passed out in each other's arms, both admitting we'd never felt better, never felt so warm | |
| We watched the sun fall crown, on a city that sleeps in a world upside down | |
| I don't dream since I quit sleeping. And I haven't slept since I met you. | |
| You're up there, took the stairs to the stars all alone | |
| So go plug in your electric blanket, we can stay in til our southern summer wedding day | |
| They found me face down in the street, on the night you left to find another place to sleep, in rain and regret | |
| And when you're only 23 it's not attractive to complain about your sore back | |
| Smoked myself stupid and drank my insides raisin dry | |
| Never had a drink that I didn't like; got a taste of you, threw up all night | |
| You won't catch me behind the wheel of a Chrysler ever again | |
| Meanwhile tin men are led by little girls, down golden roads that lead to nowhere | |
| If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge | |
| Look at all those stars, look at how god damn ugly those stars are | |
| Like Hell we are anxiously waiting, like Hell burning silently strong | |
| You took me hostage and made your demands, I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers one by one | |
| 'Cause we've talked so much I think we filled this ashtray twice, and I'm pretty sure we emptied every bottle in the place, so... | |
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