Always Hate Me
Oh God it hurt
The moment that I saw you
With someone else
The one that you belong to
I never thought
I'd drown in my shallow
I'd like to say
I have never been a beautiful boy,
Never liked the sound of my own voice-
I wasnít cool when I was in my teens.
I never slept but I did have dreams.
And as I step out in this big old world
Seven billion just trying to cope.
And every one of us some day will die but,
Today I never felt more alive
Can you feel it coming?
Your mouth is a revolver firing bullets in the sky.
Your love is like a soldier, loyal till you die.
And Iíve been looking at the stars for a long, long time.
Iíve been putting out fires all my life.
Everybody wants a flame, but they donít want to get burnt.
And today is our turn.
Days like these lead to, nights like this leads to love like ours,
Face The Sun
Yes, this love's not good enough
Is time to let it go
Our weary hearts just fall apart,
I feel it in my bones
And God knows
That it's hard to find the one
But in time,
All the flowers turn to face the sun
Sheís gone Hollywood on me
She thinks everyone is watching,
Itís all about drugs and money and a back-door when she leaves
Whooo do you think you are? You are just a little fish in a sea of sharks
From the past you are hiding and you donít wanna be reminded
Nooo you donít even know what you want, know what you got, noooo
I donít even think that I want whatís left of your heart
Kiss This Love' Goodbye
My one, true love,
You can guess what I've been thinking of?
God knows, we've tried
To stay together while our hearts divided
Put my boxes in the post
I leave my keys behind
It might not be the end of now
Oh it's time, to kiss this love goodbye
To kiss this love goodbye
Did someone give you something to help you ease the pain?
Like the liquor in the bottle, we watched you slip away.
And I feel as if I know you through the bars of a song.
Always surrounded but alone.
But no goodbyes, youíll always be Miss America.
We watched you fly, but nothingís free Miss America.
And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
Was it so hard to breathe?
Sundays sitting on your back porch
And I came up with a couple of cords
And I played for you
You let me keep you entertained
With stories I exaggerate
That you know aren't true
And as you sit there making daisy chains
And I throw in a hand granate
Sun On Sunday
A silent tear,
An empty smile,
So insincerely but so gently in denial,
And me the thief,
All the moments meant for you I made them mine.
How was I so blind to miss you crumbling inside,
Is it too late now to fix you let me make it right,
Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday,
Next to your chest like a locket
I own my brain in your pocket
You've got it in your hand everywhere you go
Up close to your mouth when your voice is low
You think how if I ever get busted
By another mean or matter what the cost is
We're inseparable, disconnectable
Without me you never go too far
I just wanna be your telephone
The Only One
Did all the words I never said,
Hurt as bad as those I did?
You know I never even cared,
Not before you
If I could go and turn back time
If I could only press rewind,
I would bleed this heart of mine,
Just to show you