I'm sittin' at a bar just mindin' myself
just starin at the wall and quenchin my cares
i must look trouble'd 'cause i'm startin a scene
with this big table sittin' right next to me
next thing you know this biker with these tatoos he says
hey boy whats wrong with you
causin trouble
when i was just a kid about seventeen
i went to school it was a problem for me
i learned i was educationally doomed
i never turned in my assignments when due
i said i'm sorry miss, i forgot to do it
the teacher say, damn boy whats wrong with you
always in trouble
i took a girl out to a movie one night
i bought her candy and a gigantic sprite
i think her popcorn was as big as her head
but when i tried to kiss her here's what she said
what was it that you think your tryin to do
and slapped me
damn boy, whats wrong with you
don't touch me
keep your greasy hands off!
don't touch me
little boy!
i got ten good reasons why not to go back to you
i got ten good reasons why not to go back to you
that you'll probably deny, and say i'm tellin lies
i guess number one is that it ain't so fun, when you get waisted on every date
talkin real loud to whoevers around, each night there all the same
and when i'm bringin you home, you pass out on the way
embarrassing me, wait that'll be three, can't forget number two
this one is easy, you like the money more than you like the booze
i ain't got a dime and if i had it ain't for you
and remember that family reunion night when you threw my mothers drink
up to the ceiling then out the window, soakin everything
and then you called me a fuckin bastard, now thats embarrassing
here comes the forth now why do you sport that attitude that way
you must have been born with servants who worship you and your daddy's name
but now that your grown your not treated quite the same
now you see we're already half way there
let me put it plain and simple you don't care
'bout anything i ever wanted, ever needed, ever gotten, ever dreamed of, you don't listen to anything i ever mention
you don't care and this just isn't fair
it's not fair
here's one more,
your a fucking whore
that was six and seven is i'll never date a lazy bitch ever again
we are at the end
at the end
here's number eight
your always late
you pick the place
i sit and wait
ain't got the time
here's number nine
i hate it when you're drivin in that care your daddy bought again
again again again again
i think your like on number ten
Mercedes Benz?
and reasons not to be with you
now my mind is blank can't think of number ten
maybe we should go out once again
it might do the trick
or might just make me sick
i guess nine good reasons will now just have to do
i got nine good reasons why not to go back to you
that you'll probably deny, and say i'm tellin lies
sometimes you lose control of the wheel
sometimes you just lose sight of where you were trying to steer
it becomes unclear
sometimes you lose a friend in the dark
sometimes you lose the friendship you were trying to start
but you lost your smart
sometimes you lose the keys in the dark
sometimes you lose the keys to the car
that gets you where you can't remember to go
enter now the lonely years
and don't they break you
enter now the sleepless years
right when you need to lay down
sometimes you lose your mind in the clouds
sometimes you lose your sight and can't see
where your standing now
do your feet touch the ground
sometimes you lose you watch in the dark
sometimes you lose the time when you were
with the friends you lost
your memory is tossed
sometimes you lose the keys in the dark
sometimes you lose your key to the car
that gets you where you can't remember to go
enter now the lonely years
and don't they break you
enter now the sleepless years
right when you need to lay down
I can't wait for central city
i'm gonna start a brand new life
i've seen a picture
it's so pretty
I can't wait to get to central city
i've got a long way to go
and I ain't gonna be moving slow
i'm gonna fly right through the breeze
like I gotta new pair of wings
i'm not even gonna stop
i don't care if i see a cop
i got a twitchin' in my knees
if you're good, if you're fine, if you're feelin alright
theres no need to hide it
if you breath, you're alive, and you can feel it growin
just Shout... SHOUT IT OUT!
everyday, every night, every minute goes by.. so make the most of it
if you feel like a million dollars you really oughta show it
just Shout... SHOUT IT OUT!
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
i'm lookin for a flame out on the town tonight
you better leave the room because i might blow up KABOOM
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
i'm packin heat and now i'm lookin for a light
you'd better leave the room before i blow it up KABOOM
i'm drinkin tnt and smokin dynamite
where is my soul off to now?
it will never listen
it steals my legs which it uses to tramp around
it takes my mouth and my lips
that it uses to kiss
don't trust this soul for it will never ever...
listen to you if it won't listen to me
it won't listen to you if it won't listen to me
sometimes it takes me to places that i would not see fit
then releases my body to deal with it
my brain is it's slave and it's chained and can't think of a way out
if my soul comes your way, please don't blame me, for it will never ever
listen to you if it won't listen to me
it won't listen to you if it won't listen to me
baby, you don't treat me like a man
you just treat me like a boy
baby, you don't treat me like a man
you just treat me like a boy
i mean i know your gettin older but things just don't seem right
and baby don't come knockin on my door when you get
a little lonely
bells are ringin through the air
kids are playin all around
but i'm down, down, down
mistletoe and bails of holly
rosy cheeks shout winter jolly
i'm down, down, down
down, down, down, with the christmas blues
downtown streets are overflowing
smiling faces, laughter showing
i'm down, down, down
the city pavement once was old
is now painted silver and gold
still i'm down, down, down
down, down, down with the christmas blues
it only comes but once a year
memories of pain and fear
memories of love and cheer
bring me down, down, down
down, down, down with the christmas blues
can you hear me
howling at the moon like werewolves do
can you hear me
screaming out my lungs this voice of doom
you might be imaginary people
that i'm trying to get my message to
i think i'm seeing imaginary people
no one responds to what i do
can you see me
waiving all my signs of my distress
can you see me
shooting off my flares of s.o.s.
you must be imaginary people
that i'm trying to get my message to
i think i'm seeing imaginary people
no one responds to what i do
can you feel me
grabbing both your arms and shaking you
can you feel me
trembling with the fear my time is through
you don't know what you do to me
if you did you would quit
because the feeling i get
is what torture feels like
every minute i wait
for your call to come in
makes my head start to spin
makes me get sick inside
do i just slip your mind
am i just paranoid
is there some other guy
that your trying to hide
because your unsure yourself
so you string me along
do you keep me for safety?
because you can't be alone
just stop saying you love me
til you know it for sure
because it hurts every time
i start thinking your lying
maybe every things fine
and you just take your time
protection of some kind
to make sure we are right
i been hidin the best i can
just tryin not to see you out again
i been tellin lies to your best friends
that i'm on my way out of town again
but i'm cornered now
you got my back against a wall
i'm cornered now
you got me apologizing and begging you for more
well i tried all the places with the sketchiest faces
even changin my style to fit in
i'd hang with khaki's and loafers, clove cigarette smokers
any place you'd never picture me in
but somehow you still found me with no exit around me and without a clean break to the door
i wonder if i surrender
will you please not remember
all the things that i did before
well i'm cornered now
you got my back against a wall
i'm cornered now
you got me apologizing and begging you for more
you got me toung tied, choked up, i can't think
i makin stories up faster than i can blink
i'm spittin words i swore i'd never say
like i love you when i really meant go away
and can i sleep with you tonight?
please baby
well i'm cornered now
i got my back against a wall
i'm cornered now
you got me apologizing, begging you for more
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