don't make a fuss, don't make a sound I don't want this song to get shot to the ground
and when you come home late at night and your conscience carries an appetite
stepping on pedals and breaking strings these are all a few of my favorite things
and when you come home late at night and your conscience carries an appetite
my whole world is falling apart wash your hands before you start
go home and take off all your make-up don't say a word about the break-up
look around wear your frown it keeps you down, but baby what do you know?
well i heard it all before but this deserves an explanation
and it's a sad sad situation that love created jealousy
it's the last sleep you'll get tonight
well i know you know it's true everything's on one condition
don't call don't write you know you've lost it when you still keep trying
get off my heart cuz you've been standing on it all day
and as i run into walls cuz i don't have the balls to run over him
and when the angels start to sing and when my ears begin to ring
where do i start please pull the splinters from my knees
walk through the highlands with a pitbull terrier inhaling coffee with a 40 dollar pedicure
and i'm for the girl behind the counter and i'm the guy behind the guy
she saw me with another girl the other day
Walk to the corner, just another funny feeling sure enough
you're wasting your time i'm nothing like you, you're nothing like me
by next sunday morning i was feeling just fine
what part of all of this don't you undertsand
you make me crazy, although i'm sane you keep the top down in the rain
and i just about cried when i pictured the scenario of you screaming out
you never told me, about this table baby that you reserved on 2nd street
My sprained anke is sore from walking on it all day
well i'm beginning to feel just like another spinning wheel and my shield is finally growing thin
it took me 6 whole years to work off all of the weight
she's got a beer bottle cap in her back pocket
isn't every girl like that
she's got a wallet with a chain that says bad motherfucker
the clock is tick tick ticking away she got a new pair of shades
the earth is just starting to bore me and all the people out there just adore me yeah
In the Beginning or Relationships
well she's standing on the corner with a crooked runny nose
and there's a reason for your shaky hands the ditching of the one night stands
this is what it's like, this is what it's like,
you start freaking out because he hasn't called you when he said he would
i was the kind of kid back in school
so tell me how am i supposed to be
you're on the phone, I'm all alone and my heart feels about 70 pounds
tell the waiter that you're done and you'd like it in a box to go
i don't think that there's a box big enough to put it in
take a fork and tear it apart come on baby eat my heart
but you don't approve so I think i'm gonna move and i'll have my ass outta the house by spring
tell your momma that i tried but i cannot carry both of the loads
i don't think that there's a box big enough to put them in
wash your hands before you start come on baby eat my heart
what can i do first i think, then i lose did your parents ever tell you that you were no good at all
what's a guy to do, scrape this mud off of my shoe
take a fork and tear it apart come on baby eat my heart
And as you're biting off your toenails be sure to scream
that you're the only one who's ever fallen victim to a stand-up prom dance
And slung 50 meters from a go cart romance you're not the only one
the only koolness is your new car but does it make you wanna drive far
better watch it, lights are turning red, up ahead slam on the breaks
and this is probably what will happen
well, your heart will stay protected cause you put it in a safety belt
but all your common sense went flying through the windshield you're not the only one
from the underwear on the floor please excuse the exclamation
shit, I thought for certain we would make it through the season
but your skills at love, they sure do suck so don't give me a better reason
it's the last fight you'll have to fight
it's the last time i'll be coming around
and tell me where the hell were you when i came down to the station?
well i keep a box of sticks and stones in the back seat of my car
just in case i see your face with another face for you to scar
but i can spit back on your face
can my lips part with the words that i want to say
you just sit in the dark there alone where he parks there, resisting sin
i think i'm crazy cuz i sing for the rich girl
i tried so hard to get you to be seen with me
and does the leopard print book full of phone numbers look like a cover up
cuz i got too much pride just to let this one slide
and to try and go and fuck this up
outside i swear i smell a crazy couture line of clothes with all these mirrors
God i feel so vain i have to pose the smell, chanel, it touched my nose
and then i hit the floor she said i only got this jacket in a 44
i can't afford to buy it anyway, but that's okay just let me know your schedule
i'll check back here everyday
i'm the king of all composure before the retail girl the retail girl passes by
i saw her with another girl, but that's okay
it's all crazy like that and when she passes by she makes me feel so all alone
she makes me cry cuz she doesn't work the days i'm home
she makes me buy the things that don't even fit me
she makes me wonder why i never wear enough cologne
you were standing like a civil war statue it's a stake through the heart
without a steak on my plate left just spinning round in circles
darling is there nothing left for me now
don't get me wrong don't waste your time, i'm not your type
do you recall me asking if you wanted pizza and wine
you said "eatings not my thing and the wine just makes me dizzy"
i know there's other victims will you please just tell me who is he now
if the devil believed in persistence, you'd be put up on the stand
as Elvis is my witness, i'm the King of Never Knowing What I Want
but i do like where you're going and i love it when you say that you wouldn't have it any other way
You make me nervous, but i can fake it baby shoot up my lips with novocaine
cuz i like to be this tempted and especially when you say
that you wouldn't want it any other way
could you please turn up the radio this is my favorite part of the ride watching our cars collide
but i like italian coffee and i love it when you say that you wouldn't drink it any other way
trying to walk off the valium that i had to take
cuz i'm a hundred pound mess and i guess that i should leave you alone
i walked into the place that gave me horrible gas
they said you moved to New York to teach a cooking class
but i know that's just a cover up, cuz i still follow you home
and i guess that i should find another favorite place to dine
or i'm gonna have to see you again don't leave the light on for me
you'll just be wasting sleep tonight
that i had up on my shoulders trying to be so great
now i feel so insecure and i'm not so really sure that i should
so here's the 100 thousand dollars and the 70 cents
that should buy back all the love and all the time that you spent
trying to make this all work, you know i feel like a jerk but it's good
she laughs at Metallica and loves bottle rockets
she got chicken wire tatooed around her arm
she gave me a pecan for a good luck charm
she makes me feel a lot slower than an all day sucker
she's a 1st class thespian that gets a bit dramatic
she's a stick shift relationship converted automatic
that she bought when she went shopping only 27 hours away
from skipping rope on a star, she's drinking gin with janis joplin
i wanna go to the sun (somebody take me there)
that's where the living is fun (and i won't get no evil stares)
i wanna go to the sun (somebody take me there)
she stole a class cutting pass today
and she can fake a teacher's signature like nobody can
i bet you'll never guess what she's gonna say
that i'm the captain of the rocket and you're 2nd in command
smiling bout the good sex she had but the smiling goes away
cuz she won't see him today cuz he'll be hangin' with a stripper girlfriend
you put your single friends up on the shelf
you get jealous when he's having fun you know our not the only one
you gotta have him all to yourself
this is what it's like she said this is what it's like,
this is what it's like, in the beginning of relationships
so smoke and drink and cuss at the floor about the time you reach hysterics,
you call up his sister erica and ask her if he likes you anymore
now your stomach's like a gravel pit, you don't think you can handle it
you think of how you're gonna break the news
when he finally calls you, you give in,
and you realize you're living in a battle that you're probably gonna lose
who wore a members only jacket, thought he was kool
that's when i met katrina, she was best friends with seshel
i thought she was the one, yeah i thought that she was special
i saw her in the hall about a quarter til three
i said i'll take you in my nova, to the tasty freeze
she said i know all about you, more than i should
i know all about all the dirty mags you keep in the woods
when i've been stalked by a lesbian i can't sleep a wink,
and i'm married to the ephedrine how am i supposed to act
when i've been stalked by a lesbian now
now don't take it light, it might seem funny to you
yesterday my science project was covered in glue
so i asked that guy seshel, was it something i said he said
quit being so fuckin' paranoid, it's all in your head
the way she's looking at me, i think she wants me to be,
the guy that always gets shot in every movie
you see she's walking this way, oh my god what should i say,
i hope and i pray that one day she'll be straight
You were kool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter
As I sit and I stare at the satanic glare,
on the glass frame in front of your face
You're alone on my shelf, yelling, "look at yourself"
I feel like Bobby Brady breaking the vase
But now you're all screwed up
chorus: You're so yesterday, miles away
Promised myself on new years day
I'd take a bath today, and was you away
As all of your little blonde hairs go down the drain
Your sister called me yesterday to tell me I was a loser
At least I haven't lost my mind, and at lest I'm not a boozer
As I tried to heed to your wants and your needs
You were solemnly lost in space
So keep reading your books on "how to give dirty looks"
Everytime I should be put in my place
Now you're all screwed up
chorus
I guess I met the devil, but sure didn't know no better
You were kool as hell like e-mail, but still timeless like a letter
chorus
Freak of the Week
I spend a lot on all the clothes that I got
chorus: Can you make me a promise
I've got a shrink, I swear he's elvis I think chorus break: Tell me I sold out
Cuz all the geeks that I meet, they all look kooler than me
What to do when they're all looking at you
Cuz you're the freak of the week, cuz you're on the TV
Stop it before we begin
Will you hold onto my head
If I ever loose it again
He wears the koolest suede shoes, when I come in with the blues
He thinks it's all about culture and art, but the truth of it is, that it rips me apart
Tell me I sold out go ahead
Until You See
You traded all your tears so I could see a happy face chorus: Until you see this ain't going over
I watched you build a castle on the beach one rainy day chorus
You sat alone and read the writing on the wall
You broke your heart and banged your kool up as you feel from grace
You should've hung the net before you took the fall
The lines are pretty long here, but you'll stand here anyway
There's nothing left to show for
Until you see
Time ain't gonna make up for the times you'd never wake up for me
I saw it fall apart and roll out with the tide
I think there's something metaphoric that I'm trying to say
Open up your soap box and just crawl inside
The lights are on but no one's home
Stand there in the dark
Don't ask me, I just crawled in here on my hands and knees
chorus: Let me write it on your hand
13 rings, and I picked up my cell phone and you gave me hell for awhile chorus
I can't see, from the fog on my glasses and sweating to death from the heat
It's alright, I've been shit on before, I've had other doors slammed in my face
But it's cool, I'll just go back to school
And learn how to lie to you better
So you won't forget
Forget just what you had
Go and write it on your hand
About stupid things, like hanging out with that guy, and why the hell does he always smile
It's alright, cuz my phone's out of range, ain't it funny and strange
how you're fading away, I can't hear what you say
I guess you can write me a letter
Turn the TV off, put down the cosmopolitan chorus: Please, just let me go, just let me go
I passed the house last night, knowing it was my last time chorus
I'd like to think that I'm not asking a lot
Oh my god, this static is bad for my complexion
This town has turned you into someone you're not
And every other day I hear another brother say
That I'm standing in line
And if it's all over, just tell me so, just tell me so
Please, just let me go
And I won't be your shadow anymore
I'd see the dent of anger kicked in your car
In the rear view mirror, thoughts of sex cross my mind
Looks like the drama queen is finally a star
And every other day I hear another brother saying that
I'm crazy, for lying to myself and you for trying
I was checked in by 4, put the sign on the door
chorus: Every Monday, I get this pain
I was fucked up by 5, talking nothing but jive chorus
Looked out the window of the 17th floor
Talked to the city that knows me by name, and all the bad things I do
I shed 5 bitter tears, into 5 better beers
Looked at my watch and said "where have the years gone?
I'm wasting away like a castle of clay, that's slowly crumbling into"
Every Wednesday, it hits my brain
Every Friday I die, cuz everyday
I still think of you
Told the bartender he'd never take me alive
All of this because my favorite show was canceled last night on TV
So I called up marie, she'd have sex for free
But for ten bucks an hour, she'd listen to me
Talk about rockstars and models on dope, and how I can't cope with this scene
She dreams about, the girl she used to be
chorus: How do you feel about that
She hangs around, the strangest kings and queens chorus Every once in awhile, you should scream and let her out into the light
She dreams about, someone else underneath the sheets
Well you can fly off to London with a coke and a smile
But give it 24 hours and 4000 miles and it's
All just another day away from one less day to cry
How do you like it when they touch your face
And turn the page
Tell me now just how to feel about that
She gets around, but it only gets her clean
Well all the after school specials of the days of your life
And all the anti-drug commercials as you're high as a kite
But it's all just another day away from one less day to cry
Every once in awhile, you should tell yourself that it's alright
She got the #27 taken off her license plate
chorus: You're still the same
She's got a pretty mod cd collection chorus Break: I can't run, I can't hide, this ain't no Marco Polo
I'll get the door Mrs. Jackson
chorus: Cross my heart, I would die
How is your head Mrs. Jackson chorus
Did you ever hear this one, about the one that got away
chorus: Everybody is gray (I'm turning blue)
Hello, can I take your order? I've been waiting for days
Go ahead and eat your sucker, I won't say a word
September '57, it was a very strange year
chorus: And I'm awake, and you're wide awake
This is the brightest sunlight, my shades will do me no good chorus
You walked into the bathroom, to wash your troubles away
chorus: There's a lot I could say, there's a lot I could do
I tried to call your favorite bar, but I got a drunk Australian chorus
*little thingy at the end of Lemonade*
Songs that were on the original Hey! Album
You took me up, up on the roof
And I won't lie You picked me up, up in your Cevette
I won't lie And pierce my crooked nose
I waited around, but you never came to my table so tell me how
Tell me tell me what it is that you wanna do
You took me to town to a place where nobody knew ya
She took a light saber to my heart
I guess I should wait awhile and see if the temperature changes
She said I was cold as hell
*these lyrics thanks to Dustin Larrabee (owner of I Wanna Be an Indie Queen Too)*
come on take a ride to a shop in Grant Park
anymore anymore....
here is a funny story about a singer called jed
anymore anymore...
here's a funny story about this girl named Adore
*note: this song is much better with Butch acting out all the motions*
Cuz that was my basketball number back when we started to date
And I know, it's better to be unfaithful to the people that you liked last year
You'll never change
Always a change
You're still the same
In the glovebox of her car
All the Blur, and The Cure, and Oasis cases
Tell me you get struck by stars
And I know, it's better to be unfaithful
To the things that you liked last year
You've gone and give yourself away
And all the time, I just thought that I was crazy
chorus
I'll get the press and reporters too
I'll wait outside your heart
You're not a throw-away filmstar
There's something different about you
And I'll wait outside your heart
Shove the needle in my eye
Be your sugar, I could try
Where's the papers, let me sign
All I want is to be wanted by you
How about a pain killer pill or two
I'll wait outside your heart
What in the hell are they saying
They'll never understand me or you
And I'll wait outside your garage, and your house, and your restaurant
It slipped right out the back door, It was on the news today
I was fishing for a hit song, when you woke me out of bed
Now I'm inspired, and my brain is tired, and my eyes are bloody red
Go ahead and eat your sucker, I won't say a word
He gave you the castle, you gave me the bird
Everything that I say (it's about you)
Don't take this wrong, I hope your arms are long
Cuz you're gonna need 'em when I'm going over your head
I'd like a little compassion, with a side of mayonnaise
You never let the glue dry, when you broke me into
And I'm not some stupid little model car, that you can abuse
He gave you the castle, so I'll give you the bird
That's when I met heaven, and all the smoke came clear
I didn't see it coming, I was a very dumb kid
Nobody ever kissed me, quite like the way that you did
And I don't think that I'm getting tired at all
I ain't a morning person, but I'd be one if I could
And cause of us I just stay up at night
And watch stupid movies 'till the TV is white
So we're nothing more than vampires in love
You always seems to go in there about 20 times a day
I dropped you off at your therapist, where you walked across the street
To the noon lights with the purple door, where you passed out on your feet
Don't think I don't see it all, the beautiful high and the sobering fall begin
It's a kick ass day, wish you were here, send a postcard telling me when you're here again
Cuz I can't get through to you
If I had it my way, but I don't and you do
Makes me throw up to say, that I cared at all
I gave a lot, and now I'm shot
And shit like that's like sour lemonade
He talked a million miles an hour, but I can't tell you what he's saying
Something about a song by KISS, and how they watched you piss yourself away
As the glass goes crashing to the floor, from the phone booth, I hear a more delay
Cuz I can't get through to you
every crossword puzzle from every magazine I could find was done before 12 o'clock noon.
I waited and waited for the phone call with anticipation that would challenge the feeling
of a little boy waiting for the school bus on the last day.
The phone rang. I gasped. She said "hi." I said "yes?"
They said "come." I said "yes?" They said "no come over here!"
I said "no here!" I said "we should flip for it" They said "I already have!"
I laughed and grabbed a quarter and said "call it."
They said "heads" I said "tails!" "It was tails!" I said to them in sheer satisfaction.
They said "okay we'll be right over."
I said "stop by and pick up some Hershey's Chocolate Syrup."
It wasnt tails!
Turned me from a boy to a man in a day
You took me out
Bought me new shoes, so I wouldn't look like all my friends in 9th grade
now that I'm here it feels so queer
If you'd only slow it down a notch or two I think you'd see, this isn't me
I've thought that I was crazy
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
Then said you were sorry for being so late
Cuz you called, called all your friends
Just to say how cute it was to go on a date
Now that I'm here it feels so queer
If you'd only slow it down a notch or two
I think you'd see, this isn't me (pull the car over)
And rock and roll over
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home and play Atari, and tell you I'm sorry this time
and watch rock videos
and paint my ugly toes
and play my Atari
and tell you I'm sorry
tell you I'm sorry
How in the hell that I'm gonna sleep
I'm new in this town, but I'm old skool cat with the ladies
and I can kick out a fat love song without skipping a beat
You asked and I told you that I didn't know if it mattered or not
That your tattoo showed i said
I guess it all depends on where we're gonna go in or out
I could stay all summer in the bed with you
Take a fastboat out across the ocean blue
Whatever you wanna do
cuz you said you were getting tired of the typical scene
I was kidding around but the joke that I told kinda threw ya
when I told you that all of your friends were kinda mean
You're a better guilty pleasure than a daytime show
And you're getting more action than G.I. Joe
But I'll take what I can get if you let it all go in or out
And she picked my brain with a pocket knife
She said "say what's on your mind"
So I said "I'm kinda hungry, and I hate my life"
She said I was cold as hell
But hell's not cold I know
I know cuz I've been there for the last half hour or so
And the devil said it never snows
I guess I should hang awhile try on a few more faces for you
She took me out on a shopping binge cuz you thought that I was hurting for some kooler clothes
She said "don't you wanna be all that?"
"Like a calvin klein model in a video?"
But hell's not cold I know
I know cuz I've been there for the last half hour or so
And the devil said it never snows there
you can walk through the door and shove the knife in her
heart
when you tell her that you cant stand the song anymore
the one you two adopted on the prom dance floor
you can be a Tom Cruise and make a big scene
or be like Mcgavier and cut it clean
either way there's gonna be blood on
the floor
when you tell her you dont dig girls anymore
who caught his girlfriend with a woman in bed
they were watching South Park with a bottle of wine
having a party like it's 1999
so he threw down the movies and he had a heart attack
and jumped into the ocean and never swam back
he stood there naked except for his socks
feelin cheaper then a prize in a cracker jack box
tryin to make a love scene on the cuttin room floor
it's all fun and games till you get a black eye
you're down in the sewer askin all the rats why?
you can live another lie and cheat if you wish
but you know thats about as tacky as a satellite dish
on a hot pink house with a burgundy door
with cigarette butts on all over the floor
i don't think my stomach is going to take anymore!