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The boards,
They bounce up and down in an abandoned house.
Amps exploding,
And our ears bleed red - but we yell out every note.

In the kitchen you tell me 'bout the evils of the world.
Swallow hard on every truth that's been fermenting in your throat.

Been living under frozen sky,
but we've all got ways that we get by.
You changed your name,
the one you had it didn't fit right.
And I know you'd dream of something else
if you could sleep nights.

I know, so tonight I'll stay here with you.

She rubber her eyes, and faked a smile for me, and said
it's like I never go to sleep I just lay in bed.

No dreams. It keeps me up.
In an airport ball at midnight.
Waiting for our plane to come.
Waiting 'til we see this moonlight done.
Until the morning sun.

Today you looked alright, but forcing smiles has to be painful.
what's the point in speeding to red lights?
We both know this ain't what you were made for.
It's not your home; it's a road at West End.

All of the places that you've ever been to keep on strangling you.
Guess I'll just make believe the sun will rise when you leave
and wave goodbye to this lonely nowhere town.

If I’ve had better days then they’re hard to remember,
I was stuck in a bender before we met, there wasn’t anything.
But I’ve been on a high since the moment I saw you,
And there’s nothing I won’t do for you now because you’re everything.

And as we’re walking back through these north east streets and we pass the neon signs,
I see the stars explode and I start to float when you put your hand in mine.

So where did August go?
The leaves are shriveled up and dead.
What started yellow has turned to grey.
I turned you red.

I was suffocating so
I took a breath and let you go.
You left me leaning and I spent the evening pounding sand

We used to walk there all the time. Up by the railway line.
I try to go there but it's hard. End up in my backyard.

I'm here alone with this guitar, the paint is peeling off and I can see every scar.
Got half a song I wrote for you and I got half a bottle left to get me through.
Been waking up in daydreams.
Waking up to the fact that I'm still here and I know you won't be.
I'm heading for another lonely year.

Settle in 'cause the road going West go drowned.
A river's running though this town.
It picks me up that for a few more days you'll stick around
'Cause alone I'm sick, get sad quick, hate no sound.
We're inside while their cars are stalling.
Drying out with the raindrops falling down,
And tonight tonight you've opened up my world, so thank you.
Smiling hard like my face was frozen.

Hungry on the porch at night
But these lean days haven't broke us yet
Stronger by the struggle right?
Remind me on the days that I forgot

Put your hand inside of mine
It feels electric every time I hold you
Outside the sky has turned a lighter blue

A look at your it hurts, I can't deny that.
It makes all the blood and bones melt right out of my knees when you speak.
A picture so perfect - it's framed with the moon, your face and eucalyptus trees.
All of the streetlights are broken tonight.
I'm broken down.

So let me go with you.
I get through days finding ways to feel alright.

Keep holding the days that time's stolen with you.
The funny, sad dumb things that you'd do, mistakes and bad tattoos.
And we'd burn ablaze through the streets of this maze getting lost.

You'd make me laugh 'til dawn broke,
I got the not that you wrote.

A shot, you flew.

Half asleep with the sun coming up out east.
We're driving down Garfield Ave when you said a strange and significant thing:
I can remember the words "this was, a beautiful night,
It won't ever happen this way again."

No my dear, nothing much grows around here.
We carry our roots with us, a couple of weeds, pulled up.

Counting down the days 'til I'm with you.
I cringe at words I say,
I'm swimming with the sharks the work week through,
so I'm drowning come Friday.

Reaching front door, turning on the radio, walking to the liquor store.
You're what I came here for, you're what I came here for.
But I've got nothing left - a couple bucks, some cigarettes.