No communication with you Words don't believe the things they mean Mean what you say, say who you are No communication with you This silence is thick
She's got a ticket But you need more than a ticket to get you there You need a string of good intentions And an easy burn Maybe some good luck With the
Every thing's a blessing in disguise You wear yours, I'll wear mine Every thing's a blessing in disguise Falling to rise, the vanishing me is aching to
So you're sticky and you're young And your head is like a sponge You go to keep yourself Keep you from becoming one Get up off of your knees You feel
"Joliet," she says, "Is the darkest part of a man" It's angry and slick into her letters writes Through herself each time, she thinks of him Trips her
It will take a fancy store For mom and dad To forget what they never had It will only take one moment To make her believe She's something worth trying
Hey man, you're so complicated and mean Maybe your system needs adjustment She is a famous people collector I'm juggling J O B, The Judger Maybe the
I've got a tricked-out receiver And I think it's built to win I've got one chance to receive her voice Translucent, delicate Breakdown, breakout, Eleanor
Been draggin' this mask All over town With my face still in it No one saw that I did it Things they've done to me You would never believe Believe me
There's a mark on my back From my last heart attack A whiskey mouth bottleneck card stack There's a source, of course She says, "It's whispering at night
Orange Avenue They?re alright All the ugly ones who tried to run you through They?re alright If you can stand yourself and sleep tonight Let them peel you like an orange
Super-related And I think it's bigger than books when Reality steps in She's a gun with a gun Super-related And I can feel you pull through me Reality
