1. |
hospital bed
01:35
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i am a hospital bed
stay far away from me
because everyone gets sick
and everyone leaves me
i am sitting crosslegged in my bedroom
and i am constantly checking my phone
but there are no signs of life
and i'm pretty sure i'm on my own
i'm always saying sorry
i am a constant apology
and everyone is sick of that
and everyone is sick of me
i am sitting crosslegged in my bedroom
and i am constantly checking my phone
but there are no signs of life
and i'm pretty sure i'm on my own
c# a#m f# c# f# g#
f# g# c#
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2. |
killing time
01:41
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i guess im a tattoo you were about to get
when your best friend said "man, fuck that kid"
and the way you asked to see my skin
that i'm still talking about
and i care a lot about what you think
and i'm always laughing off something
and i'm always breaking strings
i'm always killing time
and i'm an anxious sigh, let out from between your lips
talking circles to a therapist that you don't even like
try harder when it comes to your ex-girlfriend,
or the boy she's fucking
and i care a lot about what you think
i'm always laughing off something
i'm always breaking strings
i'm always killing time
c em f em f
am f c em f
c em f
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3. |
good luck
01:41
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she spits in her left shoe for good luck
she sees two different doctors because she's always throwing up
she collects figurines and keeps them in a paper cup
sometimes the owl or whatever it is
sits at the window and watches
she calls for her dad but he's not around
he's out driving, bumming cigarettes, and talking way too loud
i kneel in front of the old wooden chair
the kind of weather where the shadows are hot
unbutton your jeans, pull them down just a bit, and give you whatever i've got
i was drunk and she was angry
and that's all that i can think right now
i was drunk and she was angry
i don't want to grow up, or speak out loud
c am c
f g c
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4. |
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i've been waiting for 18 years
to find a girl who looks like a boy
i've had the habit of licking my pens
it doesn't mean shit now, it didn't mean shit then
and i will not apologize
i will not apologize
i'm not sorry at all for the things you heard about me
i know a thing or two about you
i'm an accidental death
i'm the boy who bled to death
from picking the scabs that your parents talked about
and i will not apologize
i will not apologize
c# g# a#
c#
g# eb c# g# c# f#
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5. |
remus' revenge song
01:53
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two upper lips, two lower lips
your fingers curled inside my fist
and i wait for a moment
when it comes i'm sure i'll know
my mouth pressed under your nose
and your breath inside my lungs
when i was born i was born a wolf
they took my claws, they gave me hooves
they skinned my fur and broke my teeth
but left my fangs for memories
day by day i tried to move
and night by night i licked my wounds
and dug a hole that i could call a home
and everyone was watching me
as i tried so hopelessly
i dug my paws so deep in the mud
i was beaten, i was alone
outside the forest north of rome
and i said "i will learn to walk again,
my claws are sharp, my teeth run red"
and i will pay back all the things you did!
c# g# a#m f#
g# f#
c# d# f f#
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6. |
four blocks (a question)
02:11
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a question lit the cigarette
you paused between the drags for breath
you were new at this
and everything impressed me
the way your hands moved back and forth
and never seemed to leave the door
had me waiting stiff
you talked about your father
you fished for your purse near the foot of my bed
oh god don't let her leave just yet
you took my intentions, dragged me to the floor
and we kissed like the a-bomb killing our kids
the fallout giving the next ones cancer
we fucked like a jumper on the golden gate bridge
who made up their mind on where living is
i hesitated to answer your phone
you left it with me and you went on your own
the corner store open at this time of day
right next to the bus stop four blocks away
capo on fourth
c am em f
g f c
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7. |
spiders
03:00
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there are a lot of different kinds of spiders
and not all of them have eight eyes
did you know? did you know? did you know?
that girls like to date jerks
and i guess boys like to be them
did you know? did you know? did you know?
the difference between venom and poison is easy to remember
i don't ever want to feel like i did last december
did you know, did you know, did you know?
it was christmas time, and i was scared out of my mind
i wore the same shirt for a week for you, so it would smell like me to you
did you know, did you know, did you know?
once i fell in love, fist to face, hand in glove
i said it then and now again, you will never understand
did you know, did you know, did you know?
there are a lot of different kinds of spiders
and i've got two bites on my right arm
did you know? did you know? did you know?
capo on 1st
g c
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8. |
peaches
02:25
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i like calvin klein sweaters
and i like writing you letters you'll never read
i like wearing tattered clothes
and i like the way that when it's cold your nose gets red
my fingernails are always kept real short
when i'm nervous i can't help but to resort to them
permanent scratch marks on my palm
you make me so nervous, and you make me so calm
you are a kiss on my wounds
and i'd like to give you all that moves
i wear your affections
i carry you around wherever i go
from town to town
i wear your affections like a keepsake ring
you make feel like anything at all
you make feel like anything at all
d g f#/d e/d
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9. |
the greenhouse
02:40
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in may, in the spring,
ian stayed inside
hung himself with the laundry line
the idiot still spinning,
and the vcr on pause
seven thousand rain clouds
given cause to cry
love was on the lookout,
she drove all over town
but kurt was in the greenhouse, and didnt make a sound
he was sitting silent,
with his thoughts and veins and self
and they found his body leaning by the windowsill
capo on 3rd
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10. |
daddy issues
01:54
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i left my house with daddy issues and money from my mom
she said she threw away his pictures when he stayed away too long
he was a no good, rotten, awful man and i'm his only son
i would've been a drinker, cause my mother was was one too
but i dont like the way it talks to me, or the way he talks to you
i'm not a soldier, but i'm fighting in a war
i go hunting for foxes
and i come back with friends
let them underneath my skin
and they showed me where they'd been
i woke up in the morning with an aching in my chest
i chained myself inside a room, in some state i'd never been
they'll always leave unless you find some way to threaten them
be a man, kill your love, strangle it inside its crib
i go hunting for foxes
and i come back with wounds
basement door kicked open,
white walls a reddish hue
i lie awake at night, and sometimes think of you
f c am g
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11. |
the bomb
02:16
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i've felt like a fuck up since my daddy left
and i used to wish that he'd show up
and i used to dream about what he would say
but now i'm real sure if he showed up
i'd tell him to stay the hell out of my way
i've felt like a failure for as long as i've lived
and i used to wish that i'd blow up
i used to dream of the bomb i would be
but now i'm real sure if i blew up
i'd throw myself into the sea
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Ifrits
i write about important things, especially the unimportant things
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