I heard about your trip. I heard about your souvenirs. I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys that you spent them with. I guess I should have heard of them from you. I guess I should have heard of them from you. Don't you see, don't you see, that the charade is over? And all the "Best Deceptions" and the "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you. So kiss me hard �cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. I heard about your regrets. I heard that you were feeling sorry. I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us. Well I guess I should have heard of them from you. I guess I should have heard of them from you. I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers; I'll be all right when my hands get warm. Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather you'd never heard my voice. You�re calling too late, too late to be gracious and you do not warrant long good-byes. You're calling too late. ~the best deceptions~
As I�m talking my words slip to the floor and they crawl through your legs and slide under the back door rendering me freakish and dazed. Well here I am. I don't know how to say this. The only thing I know is awkward silence. Your eyelids close when you're around me to shut me out. So I�ll go walking in the streets until my heels bleed and I�ll sing out my song in case the birds wish to sing along. And I�ll dig a tunnel to the center of the universe. I�ll make my way across the frozen sea, beyond the blank horizon, where I can forget "you and me" and get a decent night's sleep. ~freakish~
I heard you crying loud all the way across town. You've been searching for that someone, and it's me out on the prowl. As you sit around feeling sorry for yourself, well don't get lonely now, and dry your whining eyes. I'm just roaming for the moment, sleazing my backyard, so don't get so uptight. You've been thinking about ditching me. No time to search the world around, 'cause you know where I'll be found when I come around. I heard it all before, so don't knock down my door. I'm a loser and a user, so I don't need no accuser to try and slag me down because I know you're right. So go do what you like. Make you sure you do it wise. You may find out that your self-doubt means nothing was ever there. You can't go forcing something if it's just not right. No time to search the world around 'cause you know where I'll be found when I come around. No time to search the world around 'cause you know where I'll be found when I come around. ~when i come around~
Sleeping in saturdays, taking time to get to know your face. Breathing in your smell on me, I'm addicted you know, to vanilla these days. Butterfly kisses and the promise you'll spend all night this time. I just want to say thank you for taking a chance on a feeling inside. So here's a love song for all the times that you've felt second place. Here's a love song for all the smiles that come when I see your face. Here's a love song. Walk into the wind tonight, city lights take the place of stars in your eyes. I lost the moon again, or I stopped looking I think when love caught me by suprise. You're gonna be hard to get over, so I won't I don't think for a very long time. And in the summer, I'll warm your bed if you promise you'll warm mine. Here's a love song for all the times I fell into your eyes. Here's a love song for all the things you taught me last night. Here's a love song. Here's a love song for all the things that you've never said. Here's a love song for the night you left your bracelet at the end of my bed. Here's a love song. ~here's a love song~
I can't imagine all the people that you know and the places that you go when the lights are turned down low. And I don't understand all the things you've seen, but I�m slipping in between you and your big dreams. It's always you in my big dreams. And you tell me that it's over, wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers. And your restless, and I�m naked. You've gotta get out; you can't stand to see me shaking. No, could you let me go? I didn't think so. And you don't wanna be here in the future, so you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past. And you don't wanna look much closer 'cause you�re afraid to find out all this hope you had sent into the sky by now had crashed. And it did because of me. And then you bring me home, afraid to find out that you're alone. And I�m sleeping in your living room, but we don't have much room to live. I had these dreams that I learned to play guitar. Maybe cross the country, become a rock star. And there was hope in me that I could take you there, but dammit you're so young. Well I don't think I care. And if I hurt you then I�m sorry. Please don't think that this was easy. Then you bring me home 'cause we both know what it's like to be alone. And I�m dreaming in your living room, but we don't have much room to live. And Konstantine is walking down the stairs. Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear? And I was thinking. what I was thinking? We've been drinking, and it doesn't get me anywhere. My Konstantine came walking down the stairs, and all that I could do is touch her long blonde hair. And I�ve been thinking it hurts me thinking that these nights when we were drinking, no, they never got us anywhere. No. This is because I can spell konfusion with a k, and I like it. It's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it. It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car when the first star you see may not be a star. I'm not your star. Isn't that what you said, what you thought this song meant? And if this is what it takes, just to lie in my mistakes and live with what I did to you and all the hell I put you through. I always catch the clock. It's 11:11. And now you want to talk. It's not hard to dream you'll always be my konstantine. Konstantine, they'll never hurt you like I do. No they'll never hurt you like I do. No, no, no no no no no no. This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did. Hey, you know, you keep me up in bed. This is to a girl who got into my head with all the fucked up things I did. Hey, maybe, baby, you could keep me up in bed. My Konstantine, spin around me like a dream we played out on this movie screen. And I said �did you know I missed you?� Oh god I miss you. And then you bring me home. And we'll go to sleep, but this time, not alone, no, no. And you'll kiss me in your living room. I know. You'll miss me in your living room 'cause these nights I think maybe that I�ll miss you in my living room. We don't have much room. I said does anybody need that room? Because we all need a little more room to live. My Konstantine.
Woke up today to everything grey, and all that I saw just kept goin on and on. Sweep all the pieces under the bed. Close all the curtains and cover my head. And what you wish for won't come true. You aren't surprised love, are you? If this serenade is not what you want, it's just how it is; it keeps goin on and on. Come out; come out where ever you are. Would you do it all over right from the start? And what you wish for won't come true. You aren't surprised love, are you? So what you wish for won't come true. You aren't surprised love, are you? Once had this dream, crashed down and up. Not black and white, but where the colors are. I never dreamed that I would let her go. And I will get what I deserve. Keep all the secrets under the bed. Open the curtains, forget what I said. And what you wished for could come true. You aren't surprised love, are you? So what you wished for could come true. You aren't surprised love, are you? ~what you wish for~
Yesterday, a child came out to wander, caught a dragonfly inside a jar. Fearful, when the sky was full of thunder and tearful at the falling of a star. And the season's they go round and round, and the painted ponies go up and down. We're captive on the carousel of time. We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came and go round and round and round in the circle game. Then the child moved ten times round the seasons, skated over ten clear frozen streams. Words like "when you're older" must appease him, and promises of "someday" make his dreams. And the season's they go round and round, and the painted ponies go up and down. We're captive on the carousel of time. We can't return we can only look behind from where we came and go round and round and round in the circle game. Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now. Cartwheels turn to car wheels thru the town, and they tell him, �Take your time, it won't be long now till you drag your feet to slow the circles down.� And the seasons they go round and round, and the painted ponies go up and down. We're captive on the carousel of time. We can't return we can only look behind from where we came and go round and round and round in the circle game. So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty. Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true, there'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty before the last revolving year is through. And the seasons they go round and round, and the painted ponies go up and down. We're captive on the carousel of time. We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came and go round and round and round in the circle game. ~the circle game~
I could tell from the minute I woke up it was going to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day. Rise and shine, rub the sleep out of my eyes and try to tell myself I can't go back to bed. It's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day. Even though the sun is shining down on me, and I should feel about as happy as can be. I just got here, and I already want to leave. It's gonna be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day. Everybody knows that something's wrong. But nobody knows what's going on. We all sing the same old song. When you want it all to go away, it's shaping up to be a lonely day. I could tell from the minute I woke up it was going to be a lonely lonely lonely lonely day. ~lonely day~
Please just don't play with me. My paper heart will bleed. This wait for destiny won't do. Be with me please, I beseech you. Simple things, that make you run away. Catch you if I can. Tears fall down your face. The taste is something new, something that I know. Moving on is easiest when I am around you. So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea. Watch it away as you cry. Now a year has past. The seasons go. Please just don't play with me. My paper heart will bleed. This wait for destiny won't do. Be with me please I beseech you. Simple things that make you run a-way. Catch you if I can. Waiting, day to day it goes through. My lips are sealed for her. My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you. To settle for less is not what I prefer. So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea. Watch it away as you cry. Now a year has past. The seasons go. Please just don't play with me. My paper heart will bleed. This wait for destiny won't do. Be with me please I beseech you. Simple things that make you run a-way. Catch you if I can. Summer time, the nights are so long. The leaves fall down, and so do I into the arms of a friend. Winter nights, my bedside is cold, for I am gone. And spring blossoms you to me. ~my paper heart~