thinking back on the blushes and traded shook-hands for kisses
i topple over the creases in my palms that lead me to you
remembering roping down the moon for any excuse
to keep us in the warmth,
now i'm looking for any excuse to cut it off

they say you snooze you lose
but what I'd do to sleep through this

said "i don't wanna trade in Z's for I, L, Y, too's"

come out, come out, wherever you are
come on show us a little star
cause i'm sick of wishin my way outta love
with nothin to wish upon
come out, come out, wherever you are
come on show us a little star
cause i'm sick of wishin my way outta love
with nothin to wish upon

reAlity bytes

snore the dust off the door - byte my tongue
one-ups for guts we never knew you had
i traded up best laid plans for laying down
the headaches we're never the same again

blew kisses to love bounced off walls
nobody wants to see the boy fall

my knackered joints are on knee's
- put my chest in a sling
camera smiles only coming out in the dark
but not quite glowing

goosebumps mapping out my thoughts again
as if the rings around my eyes weren't enough to draw you in


i need a 'his and hers' system crash for 'bashful boys' and 'pass girls'
cause all the blushes have taken a turn for the worse

chorus (if there is one)

X-O-X-P
''till next year's'' aren't getting any younger
X-O-X-P
lucky for me i dabble in tragedy





(don't look at this dave this is for our bands songs)

i'm na-na-narcoleptic, pickin' fights with love
''don't worry i'm stayin' busy'' oh, oh, no
pullin' myself apart for the stitch back up
oh the trips are worth every scar

saw the la-la lamppost swallow loneliness when it traded vows with the pavement
said, I said
said, I said
''what i'd give to be caught in between''

chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"


''greetings'' from the infirmary
well, didn't you hear the headlines?
of coarse, I've been keeping clean
i'm the "favorite" and "she's had her time"

it goes without saying, when i say your on your own
and hope it cuts right to the bone


there's something so romantic about a shot in the dark
where kisses blur--
blew them in the back of hollowed out cars


chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"

oh fake a smile,
and swear me you'll keep this awkward
if he knew he had you swooning he wouldn't have bothered


chin-up,
oooo baby glows
so jet set,
golds leakin' out her glands
bankrupt those baby-browns and run
"you're done"



blazin'

buh buh

double-wheel rotary ditcher, dig me a place to rest my head
oh how it hurts, cause this world can't get it to learn

no god oh
sometimes you make me feel so alone
and I'd spare a rib to make this place feel home


spinning circles in federation square




captains on passenger planes, and single-serving friends
i know it's not the romance you dreamt up as a little girl
but don't you think it's worth it -
if it gets us to the ends of the earth?

..

and you won't won't won't know anything
except i'm only missing me, me, me

hands together for headaches,
the ones that come with you
i'm droppin' pills for my debut blues
all puppet strung in love with our own doubts
babies born "black-belt"
yet to master himself

pocket stare's keep me in check.
and miss "speculum" reflect my head
like a star to my wall
since i don't glow in the dark no more

ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except he's only missing
ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except i'm only missing

me, me, me and my misery

you could kick, kick, my head offside
before i draw up my lines
starry-eyed teens tipping hats on the streets
infamy's few and far between

lonely road, back and forth i go
oh, i'll hang my head-ached head on your bed stand
don't keep safe that golden band
cause i'm no, no, no, auto yes-man

ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except he's only missing
ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except i'm only missing

me, me, me and my misery

me, me, me and my misery



homesick for nights spent on my own
these friends i grew up with never felt more alone
whenever i let loose my blue-eyed soul
i can't recall you ever wanting to call
so call it quits

ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except he's only missing
ooooh ooooh
pinch me till it hurts
burned out promises on the way home again.
and you won't won't won't know anything
except i'm only missing

me, me, me and my misery

me, me, me and my misery

2am Lockout fr Chests

I've been weighing the pros and cons of you not here, a couple of extra pillows fr headrests doesnt quite compare to feeling yr breathe brng the hairs on the back of neck to a standing ovation - the room thunders fr you. Nd im on my knees

Curtain Calls On Walkabouts

baby can't boss his way outta the worry's that line his forehead
sorry, daddy's got you brand new friends and you'll have to grow into them
laced the journals with finger traps,
watch your pupils open up
isn't it just so blue on both sides of the fence?

don't look twice, there's a boy on stage singing' to himself again
I just need to get to you
if failure had it's field day, I'm up on shoulders
HEY knock knock
a thimble for a ruse

I guess that frown didn't quite beat the wind change
doesn't matter, mother just needs to see you grow strong
and i've been casting "so-longs" like bricks off the overpass
cause all we really need is something to write home about

don't look twice, there's a boy on stage singing' to himself again
I just need to get to you
if failure had it's field day, I'm up on shoulders
HEY knock knock
a thimble for a ruse

bah bah, bah bah bah

don't look twice, there's a boy on stage singing' to himself again
I just need to get to you
if failure had it's field day, I'm up on shoulders
HEY knock knock
a thimble for a ruse


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tick tock,
tick tock
somebody's stirring such a fuss
worry worry
little star
nobody knows who you are

Bez, Knows The Score

rosey-cheeked, checkered black & blue
he's jumping hoops through the rings you ran around him
sweating kerosene
remembering how you set the sky alight
my scuffed knee's deep in tragedy
and there's one boy left that treads the thought
that you'd still waste your time on him

hail the--
heart breaker's with offside ovations
to hot and bothered to care for a bearing that only lead home
i could be yr catcher -
just write off the misses
singin' it like you've dragged this on your own

wishin' that i bottled love and blew kisses off the coast
cause the desertions kinda getting old
pissed vows in the streets
- somehow do us part
I'm narcoleptic, pickin' fights with dusk
so my lips slur
something romantic about a shot in the dark
and your dress whirls
a dance i don't ever wanna stop

hail the--
heartbreaker's with offside ovations
to hot and bothered to care for a bearing that only lead home
i could be yr catcher -
just write off the misses
singin' it like you've dragged this on your own

I could be your catcher
I could be your catcher
just write off the misses
singin' it like you've dragged this on your own

I could be your catcher
I could be your catcher
just write off the misses
singin' it like you've dragged this on your own

heart-breaker's with offside ovations
to hot and bothered to care for a bearing that only lead home

hail the--
heartbreaker's with offside ovations
to hot and bothered to care for a bearing that only lead home
i could be yr catcher -
just write off the misses
singin' it like you've dragged this on your own

ba-da beep, did you get the message i left?
all 'get-wells' and 'sorrys' i shouldn't have slipped
these pearl eyes won't come out of their shells
just to see my friends lose hope again