If you won't confide what eats you up inside
you will die
This is a secret that's not yours to hold
Spit it out, watch it corrode the ground
the sidewalk a long molten stream
sulphurous stenching and choking our eyes
Watch it slip into the sky
Don't cut up your arms and then cover
with reasons you've used for too long
Scream it out, it will burn as it flies
Watch it slip into the sky
I need violent dying
I need quiet times
If you don't believe me as I slide in the sea
It doesn't matter much to me
I lie down and I float nowhere
I know why
because I lie
just hearing my mouth open
I feel the water on my skin dry
I scorn and shame you
berate and blame you
I beg you to come to me
It's easy
You let me
Don't leave me
Now you won't come out tonight
Your clothes are clung to you wi...
That was given to me
Stole that from my family
I bought that
I'm labelling the stuff I got
figuring what I've lost
I'm looking into boxes
trying to see myself
Everything was close together
when I woke up today
The Welcome mat
destroyed by the cat
that I let in one day
It could not settle down
so I had to let it go
This house isn't mine
and that I know
the truth coming out of the melting snow
o...
I'm here where I want to be
Seven thousand miles from infinity
No one knows where I am.
It's quiet here with me
I'm filling in the spaces where the killings used to be
There's no phone
and no way home
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time
I'm here
where I want to be
Seven thousand miles from infinity
No one knows where I am but me
It began as a regular day in my room,
with a cup of hot black coffee
Sure, I was depressed but I always am
Some people love life, well not me.
But then the choppers came,
two by two by ten
announcing apocalypse of a different kind
So I ran out of my room, ran down the stairs
Down the street into Nathan Phillips Square
People, people running and horses everywhere
Yeah, the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pop...
lyrics are spoken
Girls,
I know you will understand this
and feel the intrinsic incredible emotion
You have just pulled over your head the worn,
warm sweater belonging to a boy
Now, you haven't had a passionate kissing session or anything,
but you got to go on a camping trip with him
and eight other people from school
And you practically slept together,
your sleeping bag right next to his
And ...