hangman, we played rubber soul with a razor blade behind the church, hiding place it was a long joke 'til the punch line came can you read my mind? read my mind follow along 'til the end of the song
hangman, we played double dutch with a hand grenade behind the church, hiding place apathetic to the devil's face wear the sheriff's badge put your toys away they let us go, saying let us pray
hangman, we played hide and seek on the fire escape through the smoke we saw the flame it was a long wait 'til the firetruck came on the count of three, jump with me on the count of three
if you want to see and be seen, then be seen your dress is dark red and your opening eyes are bright green make a scene, but don't lie on the bed laid out like you're dead because honey, you're murdering me
be a little sheep learning who'll shear and who'll feed the hands come and they leave be hands holding a knife be a being on two feet, with his heart trembling butchering for a king he believes in though he's never seen
be the princess in that stone tower crying for that handsome butcher's plight and, as some princess might she still calls him a knight
but the best thing for you would be queen so be queen
when we met i should've said you're like a sister to me how all that kiss her just seem like puny suitors i can see through how none will do, no, not for you it might as well be just us two
and when i pulled you by the jacket from the clattering street you started flattering me you started saying i was so strong string me along but i can't become all that i'm called
and i can't claim to know what makes love die or grow but i can still take control and so refuse to go back home back down the hall
i won't let you go although the moment stole my self control from us all and now it can only end end with a fall
well it's three AM i'm out here driving again through the wicked winding streets of my world i take a wrong turn, break it, but i'm too far gone i got a siren on my tail and that ain't the fine i'm looking for
i see your stairway so i follow it down into the belly of a whale where my secrets echo all around you know me now but to do better than that you've got to follow me boy, i'm trying to show you where i'm at
hey pretty don't you want to take a ride with me? through my world hey pretty don't you want to kick and slide with me through my world
and i feel terrified at the thought of being left behind of losing everybody, the necessity of dying oh, we kid ourselves there's future in the fucking but there is no fucking future i'm just practicing my accents, picking at old sutures
i taught myself the only way to vaguely get along in love is to like the other slightly less than you get in return i keep feeling like i'm being undercut
i cannot emphasise enough that my body is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel harboring these diminishing, so-called vital organs hope my heart goes first i hope my heart goes first
from the entrance to the exit is longer than it looks from where we stand i want to say I'm sorry for stuff i haven't done yet things will shortly get completely out of hand
i can feel it in the rotten air tonight in the tips of my fingers in the skin on my face
in the weak last gasp of the evening's dying light in the way those eyes i've always loved illuminate this place
like a trashcan fire in a prison cell like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell i will walk down to the end with you if you will come all the way down with me
wrecking ball ⚔ mother mother
i made a wreck out of my hand
i put it through the wall
i made a fist and not a plan
call me a reckless wrecking ball
i throw my plates against the wall
and give it all i got
i aim to break not one but all
i'm just a big ol' wrecking ball
i am unruly in the stands
i am a rock on top of the sand
i am a fist amidst the hands
and i break it
just because i can
beck + call ⚔ july talk
what do you want me to say?
if you want me, i'll be waiting
if you don't, it's okay
why did you come here today?
do you really think there's something more to say
or do you just need saving?
why do you want me today?
is it because you think you're wonderful
or is it because you think you're worth less than nothing at all?
at your beck and call
we're not the first to fall
to feel unknown
still we jump at your beck and call
youth without youth ⚔ metric
hangman, we played rubber soul with a razor blade
behind the church, hiding place
it was a long joke 'til the punch line came
can you read my mind? read my mind
follow along 'til the end of the song
hangman, we played double dutch with a hand grenade
behind the church, hiding place
apathetic to the devil's face
wear the sheriff's badge
put your toys away
they let us go, saying let us pray
hangman, we played hide and seek on the fire escape
through the smoke we saw the flame
it was a long wait 'til the firetruck came
on the count of three, jump with me
on the count of three
a king and a queen ⚔ okkervil river
if you want to see and be seen, then be seen
your dress is dark red
and your opening eyes are bright green
make a scene, but don't lie on the bed
laid out like you're dead
because honey, you're murdering me
be a little sheep learning who'll shear and who'll feed
the hands come and they leave
be hands holding a knife
be a being on two feet, with his heart trembling
butchering for a king he believes in
though he's never seen
be the princess in that stone tower
crying for that handsome butcher's plight
and, as some princess might
she still calls him a knight
but the best thing for you would be queen
so be queen
it ends with a fall ⚔ okkervil river
when we met i should've said
you're like a sister to me
how all that kiss her just seem like
puny suitors i can see through
how none will do, no, not for you
it might as well be just us two
and when i pulled you by the jacket
from the clattering street
you started flattering me
you started saying i was so strong
string me along
but i can't become all that i'm called
and i can't claim to know what makes love die or grow
but i can still take control
and so refuse to go back home
back down the hall
i won't let you go
although the moment stole my self control from us all
and now it can only end
end with a fall
hey pretty ⚔ poe
well it's three AM
i'm out here driving again
through the wicked winding streets of my world
i take a wrong turn, break it, but i'm too far gone
i got a siren on my tail
and that ain't the fine i'm looking for
i see your stairway so i follow it down
into the belly of a whale where my secrets echo all around
you know me now but to do better than that
you've got to follow me
boy, i'm trying to show you where i'm at
hey pretty
don't you want to take a ride with me?
through my world
hey pretty
don't you want to kick and slide with me
through my world
we are beautiful, we are doomed ⚔ los campesinos!
and i feel terrified
at the thought of being left behind
of losing everybody, the necessity of dying
oh, we kid ourselves there's future in the fucking
but there is no fucking future
i'm just practicing my accents, picking at old sutures
i taught myself the only way
to vaguely get along in love
is to like the other slightly less than you get in return
i keep feeling like i'm being undercut
i cannot emphasise enough that my body
is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel
harboring these diminishing, so-called vital organs
hope my heart goes first
i hope my heart goes first
we are beautiful
we are doomed
size too small ⚔ sufjan stevens
i was the best man in a size too small
you were my best friend, going at it all
what if I put off my inheritance?
where is the best man?
all arise us all in peace
i still know you
and I still like you, the best man
i still owe you
everything rises, going at it all
all the surprises in a size too small
and what if I told you
i was still in love with this?
would you surprise us
in a size for all of me?
i still know you
and I still like you, the best man
i still know you, the best man
i still owe you
old college try ⚔ the mountain goats
from the entrance to the exit
is longer than it looks from where we stand
i want to say I'm sorry
for stuff i haven't done yet
things will shortly get completely out of hand
i can feel it in the rotten air tonight
in the tips of my fingers
in the skin on my face
in the weak last gasp
of the evening's dying light
in the way those eyes i've always loved
illuminate this place
like a trashcan fire in a prison cell
like the searchlights
in the parking lots of hell
i will walk down to the end with you
if you will come all the way down with me