Joust

Coming back like I know I'll win
I twist and turn
but I'll never get the logic in it
I could hear from a mile away, you scream my name
but both of us get paranoid and jealous

Passive Agressive
You know how to sell it
Something, something feels wrong
What's the point in watching a comedy if you're not gonna laugh?

Coming back with a grad A plan
We charge and joust
but we never wrap our heads around
I could hear from a mile away, you curse my name
so everyone gets paranoid and jealous

Passive Agressive
You know how to sell it
Manic depressive
What's the point in breathing if you don't like the taste of air?

With One Clipped Wing

Clapped in Irons when I see your face
I gotta get away, get away
But how can I escape from something I helped bring in?
I won't pretend to be naive, about what's happening here to me
So how can I escape from something I helped bring in?

I work hard not to see your face

Communication, is a tricky thing
And all the gears are bent

My mind tires when I see your face
I really gotta say, gotta say
that you know what you do from beginning to pining end
It'd be so nice to be naive
but that'll never ever happen to me
So I'll make due with all these last minute Gallipoli plans

I work hard not see your face
Don't think I'm bitter cause that's not the case
I work hard not to see your face

Communication, is a tricky thing
And all the gears are bent
Communication, is the oddest bird
With one clipped wing

Guerrilla

Don't stop now, get the lead out, get the lead out
We've got a lot to do
Don't stop now, get the lead out, get the lead out
We've got a lot to do

Such a bother to be, such a monster to me
Oh the parts where we used to lie
Such a bother to be, such a monster to me
All the parts where we use to cry

All the things I'd like to say, get swallowed in the sea
In the end, you're still my friend, but pride's our enemy

Don't stop now, get the lead out, get the lead out
We've got a lot to do
Hey what gives? get the lead out, get the lead out
We've got a lot to do

Such a bother to be, such a monster to me
All the parts where we used to lie
Such a bother to be, such a monster to me
All the parts where we used to cry

Don't stop now, get the lead out, get the lead out
We've got a lot to do

All the things I'd like to say get swallowed in the sea
In the end you're still my friend, but pride's our enemy

Run
When you run, you're making footsteps on the sun
Oh my lord
If I ever wait , I swear to you I'll die

What Men Live By

All of These snakes with fangs in my arms still draw blood
I die when the red line hits my heart
Footsteps echo down these sterile halls
Snap a pictures right before I go
I go

I wanna see the light come near
I can hear death out in the hall
I'm gonna see the edge draw near
No I won't go

Chemicals and plastic sheets keep me swimming in my head
Somewhere, someone is screaming in their bed
Mr. Wood lost his lover and his kids
Blood will stop, soul embarks, blanketed away

I don't wanna cry again
I don't wanna scream again
It's much nicer to pretend
I have my whole my life ahead of me and I will see it through
To fall asleep with you
I don't wanna cry

I wanna see the light draw come near
I can hear death out in the hall
I wanna see the edge draw near
No I won't go

Ladder

I stomp my feet
and pull my hair
Cause every nerve inside my brain
is dying

Nothing Came
When I sang
The more I try , the less I get
On Paper

We could build a tower, out of all I know
Or we could watch it burn , so slow
Got a cluttered head with a leaden heart

What Happened?
What Happened to our vision?
What Happened?
What Happened to our...

All this talk
of dollar bills
Has the scent of sold out youth
and used car salesmen

I'd rather not
Hear your songs
It's hard enough to write my own
and feel fulfilled.

We could built a tower out of all I know
or we could watch it burn, so slow
Got a cluttered head, with a leaden heart
we could watch it burn so slow

I lost my bitter muse right at the end
Saying "I never wanna speak to you again"