1.My Boring 90's
Never been good at growing up
Always had a knack for messing up
Between the two things won't be looking up anytime
Take this empty glass and fill it up
Make a toast lift these spirits up
It's getting cold so bundle up
It's a long walk home
I'm just south of nowhere
And I'm no good for you at all
But as long as it matters
Would you remain until I fall away？
2.Within the Range of a Raven
I had a dream once about giving up
I had a hard time convincing myself it doesn't mean anything
Would you still stand by me？
And we woke up breaking kinda heavy, sunlight on the bedding
Do you wanna go out and face this city now？
Then my eyes they were borne away by the curvature in cutaway
Can you tell me now, try to tell me now, what's the reasoning？
Why do your eyes always show me what I wanna say？
Why does my heart go out and feel like it's the end of me
Can someone out there give me something to make me believe？
I don't want this anymore
Don't be surprised I'm a bad motherfucker
Got one hand open quartz point in the other
We could die with one breath from our fathers
But we can't help but dig and pull our brother from the gutter
I don't want this
3.The Saddest Girl to Ever Hold a Martini
Limited beyond the scopecause all I see is what the focus
brings me
And I'm at the end of my rope
The one that leads from where your chorus dropped me
Alright alright
I can't remember what you said
Alright alright
I just can't forget what you did
And I'm still holding to the road in from of me
And I'm not going home
Never really cared for getting old
That was for old friends
And their old plans for dying
I'm not changing and it's all she rote
This is who I am and where ill stay forever
Sorry
My friend, my friend don't you dare feel sorry
Hold on to your guns and bring your things along
We're not done and we're not sorry
This is our idea of dying
4.Cold Goodbyes
Cigarette reflections on a plastic faith
I swear I've heard this one a thousand times
Lobotomies of dedications ruined this place
Treading water tryna breathe
Is this the gospel of a failure to come？
Its just one step to slip
Can't you see this fucking road we're on？
At the bottom everything's alright but it's still so hard to
write these songs
And make our way out through the dawn
But I said
We can start walking home if you wanna
Take in these city lights
We can try to test false hope and see if there's anything left
inside
We can start walking home if you wanna
Take in these small town lights tonight
We can make sure there's a way out of here
5.A Song for Tim Browne to Sing
Watching wasted days pass by most everything remains the same
Watch four friends in a basement craft another shitty refrain
By now we know these ain't the four chords that will make our
lives
But if they harmonize they'll get us out of town tonight
Don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied
Another late-night session drunk friends backseats loaded van
Sometimes I wish that hundred miles home would never end
Lives flying by like all these years we've played on strings of
gold
Let's take this last one down a toast to never getting old
Don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied
This song's for all the friends we had that never made it out
alright
And don't mistake this for complaining cause I'm satisfied
This song's for all the friends we had that never made it out
alright
On the coldest mornings we could take the pure things
Hold them to the embers; we could burn forever and ever
And ever
Don't leave me
I keep trying
I keep trying to wait up
Don't leave me
6.Hospitals
Hail Mary full of problems I'm calling you to come help me
resolve one
Hail Mary queen of everybody's problems
I need ya now to come help me resolve one
I hate white walls and these flashing lights
All the filament wires and runaway nights
Someone please I'm on my knees come bail me out again
Come bail me out again
Bail me out again
Oh Mary please I'm on my knees come bail me out again
Our father who art in heaven
I called 6 times please answer on the 7th
Father dear I fear I've made a mess again
Please bless me with a way out of this place
I hate white walls and these flashing lights
All the filament wires and runaway nights
Someone please I'm on my knees come bail me out again
Come bail me out again
Bail me out again
Don't fail me now
Don't fail me now my friends
Don't fail me now
Please don't fail me now
7.Asleep in a Room Full of Dog Shit
So erotic with intoxicated tenderness
So exotic with a taste for surplus medicine
See triple sixes in the streetlights glow
It's all been said and done
Gone before you know
Then you ask me when are you coming home？
Doesn't matter I'm sitting right there
With the setting sun
We'll offer all our arrogance
With the setting sun
To reach our own ends
When all is said and done
We'll pray for benevolence
With the setting sun
We'll call to mind our sins
As our heads are sinking under
8.Half That and Dublin
Love in a glass
We wander home with our thoughts breathing
Smoking something
Our hands will grope for the feeding
Illuminate these eyes confined by looking faded
Let the saline dry remind us why we started anyway
Numbered days litter the floor saying what is left
What is left of me？
Staring stupidly
Our eyes will close searching for feeling
Bleary eyed and fucked to death
We're holding close with our hearts seething
Walking home
Waiting for the lips that parted
We don't know
Wondering where or when we started
This epistle ties lost contacts welcomes all with open arms
9.Weren't No Fun
The sick words that I uttered
On that day they weren't my own
I can see the sad face of my mother
Or a child I'll never know
And it goes
So the description called for something bigger than this
But its alrightyou know I still don't read recycled papers
everyday
And it's been awhile since I heard that voice or saw that face
But still I had to write some fucking words down anyway
And they go
Why don't you wake up？
Why don't you wake？
Is this your getaway？
There's something I could say
Sadly go
So often
All of my days and nights now
Saving all my life for you
Carry on
And on and on
It's all that I've got left to do
Penance paid while I'm done
10.All Those Words
All those words
They lead me here
Those 7th chords
They read like maps
They lead me here
This closing momentthese passions poised
Now to move along downtown and for the first time I won't miss
them
These lives exasperated with stories long since cultivated
Do you know？ Did you care？ This is the end
Watch everything fall apart
When the specter's stalking with intent to collect
I'll offer up my hands cracked and wrecked
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