1.Tired
Lyricist：John Leslie Jr Goff, John Joseph Jr Stanley, Rob Thomas,
Brian Yale
You've been talking for an hour
And I swear to God that I can't hear a word you say
So would you come to me？ Come to me
Well, I get caught up in the waves of conversation
They wash over me and they cover me
They cover me
Should I just pack my things and leave？
Would I be a bigger man if I
I built a wall around your heart
And dared you to come in？
I could lie to you
Say I didn't mean it
But hurt's a funny thing
And it makes you stronger
Well, all is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling, it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired
There's a funny way your lip shakes
When I know that you've been lying
And it touches me
I said it comforts me, it comforts me
Well, I guess I should be satisfied
When you say you love me half the time
Well, I'll settle there
We can build from there, build from there
Would you be happier
If I was only half the man I am？
You could shout at me
And dare me to come in
I can lie to you
And say I didn't mean it
But it really doesn't matter
When you stop to think about it
Well, all is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling, it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired
Say the end is coming, she don't even feel that
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired
I'm tired, yeah, yeah, yeah
Should I just pack my things and leave？
Would I be a bigger man if I
I built a wall around your heart
And dared you to come in？
I can lie to you
Say I didn't mean it
But hurt's a funny thing
Hurt's a funny thing
Hurt's a funny thing
Well, all is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling, it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired
Say the end is coming, she don't even feel that
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well, I believe, I believe I'm just plain tired
Well, all is nothing in moderation
It's a dirty feeling, it makes you stronger
Well, I believe I'm just plain tired
Say the end is coming, she don't even feel that
It's a strange sensation, I'm almost happy
Well, I believe, I believe I'm just plain tired
2.Swing
Lyricist：John Goff, John Joseph Stanley, Rob Thomas, Brian Yale
Still don't mean nothin'
Was written on the concrete
The words weren't on my tongue
'Cause we don't talk about it
Day or no evenin'
Fashion or superman
Just little warped people
With little black minds
Well, I wasn't sure
Just what to think
Say the lights went out
Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna
Don't wanna talk anymore
Somebody swing
Don't wanna talk, no, no
What if we're tainted？
Who can we lie to？
What if we're dying？
Would you just walk around it？
Well, I wasn't sure
Just what to think
Say the lights went out
Somebody, somebody swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing？
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Shut your violence
Keep your head down
Watch your anger boy
Realize you could lose
This is violence, look for reason
This don't have to make sense
To anybody at all
Then everybody, won't you swing？
No, still don't mean nothin'
Words written all over the concrete
All over the concrete
Rage gets you out, so you swing
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing？
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
I don't wanna talk, no, no, no, no
Can you swing？
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
Bring boy, can you bring me down
Can you swing？
Don't wanna, don't wanna talk anymore
3.Unkind
Lyricist：John Goff, John Joseph Stanley, Rob Thomas, Brian Yale
Bring it on baby, what you getting into
Is living on pain, the thing that's getting to you
Write my name, pin it up with my picture
And say it's the only thing 'cuz I'm not around to be around
I'm beating and battered
Hell if my dreams get shattered then
Pain gives me the right to be unkind
Bring it on baby, what's with sudden devotion
I trade a river of tears for just a little emotion
You can curse my name, pin it up with my picture
And say it's the last time that I'll be around to be around
Oh well, I'm torn and I'm tattered
So the thoughts in my head they get scattered
And pain gives me the right to be unkind
And it set's me here
Right back to the heart of it
Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it
Jones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone
Dig
Bring it on baby, what you getting into
Well I swear at once it was the little things that mattered
But it all seems true to you
Say the hell with my name and say the hell with my picture
Yeah but swear, for the one time you need me around to be around
Well I'm around right now and here I'll stand like it matters
Only once gets through then gets scattered by the rain
But pain gives me the right to be unkind and it sets me here
Right back to the heart of it
Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it
Jones Crazy is a place I call my own
Right back to the heart of it
Jones Crazy is a slight defense from it
Jones Crazy is a place I call my own, when I'm alone
Right back to the heart of it
Jones Crazy, Jones Crazy, Jones Crazy is a place I call my own
When I'm alone, when I'm alone, when I'm alone
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