| lyric | song name |
| 'Kiss me like you did, my heart stopped beating, such a softer sin' | |
| 'You make the sound of laughter and sharpened nails seem softer' | |
| 'It's the smiling on the package, it's the faces on the sand, it's the thought that moves you upwards, embracing me with two hands' | |
| 'I've got the gift of one liners, and she's got the curse of curves' | |
| 'A certain girl she took my hand and ran up her thigh, she licked her lips and pulled my hair, I fall in love for a night' | |
| 'Sweet child, you're such a princess now, I love the rainbow on your brow, I love the rainbow, oh no it's winter' | |
| 'With his mouth sewn shut, he still shakes his butt, 'cos he's Hitler and Swayze and Trump and Travolta' | |
| 'I can't get through a Hawthorne Heights album without sobbing' | |
| 'And then it's three AM and I'm on the corner wearing my leather' | |
| 'Let's play this game, called when you catch fire, I wouldn't piss to put you out' | |
| 'Well if you're just as I presumed, a **** in sheep's clothing, F***ing up all I do.'' | |
| 'Something has to change, undeniable dilemma, boredom's not a burden anyone should bear' | |
| 'When she described her underwear, I forgot all the rules my rabbi taught me in the old schul' | |
| 'A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect, every action in this world will bear a consequence' | |
| 'Remember cuddles in the kitchen to get things off the ground?' | |
| 'Far from these nonsense bars with their nowhere music, it's making me sick, and I know it's making you sick' | |
| 'Father into your hands, I commend my spirit' | |
| 'Underneath our conversation, an unspoken truth, if you wait for me, I'll wait for you' | |
| | lyric | song name |
| 'What's the worst thing I could say? Things are better if I stay, so long and goodnight, so long and goodnight' | |
| 'Bury me, bury me' | |
| 'It's not like you killed someone, it's not like you drove the hateful spear into his side' | |
| 'I smell the blood of an Australian' | |
| 'Then in the field, you'll be showgirl of the home team, I'll be the narrator, telling another tale of the American Dream' | |
| 'Petals getting picked with the love yous and the love you nots' | |
| 'Me and the dragon, can chase all the pain away' | |
| 'Meat-eating orchids forgive no-one just yet, cut myself on Angel Hair and Baby's Breath' | |
| 'I'm just an honest man, provide for me and mine, I give a check to tax deductible, charity organisations' | |
| 'Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin, accessorising with a rosary, tucked inside her lingerie' | |
| 'Flipping through a thrift store magazine, she plays the drums I'm on tambourine' | |
| 'One, nothing's wrong with me, two...' | |
| 'You are red, violent red, you hollow out my hungry eyes' | |
| 'I've got that lefty curse, where everything I do is flipped and awkwardly reversed' | |
| 'Insert your coin, please try again, insert your coin, please try again' | |
| 'I've got new shoes, intelligence included' | |
| 'Hope, dangles on a string, like slow spinning redemption, winding in, winding out, the shine of which has caught my eye' | |
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