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"The Spade" (2011)

Bodegas And Blood Lyrics – Butch Walker

Walking into a Bodega while she's cleaning out her nose
Stuck here in Kenmare square without a place to go
And it's a beautiful day
And she's a beautiful face
And she'll be fine

And the car wash water oozes down the sidewalk city street
Runs like the flow of blood from her legs down to the bathroom sink
And as she looks at the street
And then she looks at her feet
And she is fine
So it seems
Yeah

And it's days like these
That keep me on my winning streak
It's all a part of me

And Mr. Harris runs the consignment store where she likes to get her jeans
He was a regular at studio 54 hanging out with the other queens
And he's the last of the five
To make it out alive
And he is fine
So it seems
Yeah

And it's days like these
That keep me on my winning streak
It's all a part of me

Little girl, she was an orphan she lost her folks when she was young
Nobody never gave her nothing, she taught herself to get things done
But if she smiles at everyone
And she is made and loved
And we are fine
Yes we are

Oh and it's days like these
That keep me on my winning streak
It's all a part of me

Every Single Body Else Lyrics – Butch Walker

I find you digging through the garbage like a homeless man
Like a Little Orphan Annie with a bud lite tan
One for the hangover
And two for when the morning comes

And we can watch another sunrise, holding hands
Like two kids we can sleep in the back of the van
Til the sun comes up again
Til the sun comes up again

(Take it easy on yourself) We were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) And we were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) We were never meant to be like every single body else

She's got eyes like a doll and a crocodile mouth
'Fore you ever say a word she thinks she knows what's coming out
Oh the things that I could show her
Oh the things I love to show her

(Take a solo for yourself)

'Cause Today we're alive
But tomorrow, we could die
But I live knowing that I love
And I'll die knowing that I've loved

(Take it easy on yourself) We were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) And we were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) We were never meant to be like every single body else

(Take it easy on yourself) We were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) And we were never meant to be like this
(Take it easy on yourself) And we were never meant to be like every single body else

Take it easy on yourself (Take it easy on yourself)
Take it easy on yourself (Take it easy on yourself)
Take it easy on yourself

Summer Of '89 Lyrics – Butch Walker

1, 2, 3...

Whoa, oh, ho, oh-oh, whoa

Changing strings
Banging on things
A couple of girls from the school
Would listen to KISS
With rockets for fists
Acting like Saturdays fools

Learned how to smoke
Told dirty jokes
Talked about loose girls from Rome
I made out with most of them
So I raised a toast to them
Especially now that I'm old

And they're 45 with husbands who don't like their wives
3 or 4 kids, make enough to survive
In their paper mill jobs
While their teen heartthrobs
Are playing in bands
Or they're dead

Can I go back to when
I was the winner
Way before the rain came
And washed away the sinners?
Everyone was something and
Nothing was done right or wrong

Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, ho, oh-oh, whoa

Smothering the cover of a '69 summer
Played through a speaker of fuzz
Nobody knew Bryan Adams wasn't cool
The TV just told me he was
Always heard the sound
Get me out of this town
Resonating clear in my head
Chuck ran away with our gear and the drugs
Ya know I'm pretty sure that he's dead

Or he's 46 and alone
Cast the heaviest stone
Suburban cover band playing bad to the bone
In a bath tub of meth
You can smell your own death
You know when you can't look your past in the eye

Can I just go back to when
I was the winner
Way before the rain came
And washed away the sinners?
Everyone was something
And I could never do any wrong

Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, ho, oh-oh, whoa

Went back to the woods
Where I hid all my goods
In a rusted out Cadillac door
We all get nostalgic
And fall for the hat trick
Of thinking it'll be like before

Like the football jocks
Trying to please their pops
And the stoners aping everything their bad uncles taught
And the teachers who cared
More than I ever knew
They knew I played clubs
Let me sleep through school
And my day job boss
Who wrote it up as a loss
But let me leave when I wanted and I never got caught
Sleeping out on the field
In the back of my truck
Breaking into the bars
Stealing the beer and getting fucked
By a girl twice my age, making minimum wage
But the tan lines were good
And she had a good face
Is this what I've become?
Is this all I've become?
When do I become...?

I wanna go back to when
I was the winner
Way before the rain came
And washed away the sinners
Everyone was someone and
And I could never do any wrong

Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, ho, oh-oh, whoa

Sweethearts Lyrics – Butch Walker

What if we became sweethearts? (sweethearts)
After we got back to America (ooh)
We could start over with a clean start
Nobody'd have to take care of us

So I'd get a bad job maybe make a little money
Move out to the ocean where the weather's kinda sunny
Slow it down baby, start taking it day to day

What you say baby?

What if we became lovers? (lovers)
After we got back to America (ooh)
Make out on the lawn in the summers (summers)
Wave even at the neighbors who will stare at us

So without saying much you know you really say something
Hold me to your chest I can feel your heart jumping
Take it easy mama we can go about it casually

Now listen

I'd get a bad job maybe make a little money
Move out to the ocean where the weather's kinda sunny
Slow it down baby start it taking it day to day
Oh oh oh oh

Without saying much you know you're really saying something
Hold me to your chest 'cause I can feel your heart jumping
You and me mama, sweethearts finally
Oh oh oh oh oh
Yeah
(ooh)
Oooh
Yeah yeah yeah....

Day Drunk Lyrics – Butch Walker

I got day drunk and watched as my city got younger
On the steps of the ford lofts across from the theatre
Where I was a contender now none of that matters
The kids have new heroes and new dreams to get shattered
I wouldn't change a thing about the way it went down
16 years of memories built on a town
That nobody will know just how a cool kid can drown
In a pool of his own hype and beer

Goodbye

It's the most perfect time and the weather is perfection
To watch as my father battles infection
My life in the dark is now bright as the reflection
The store window he worked '77
Now millions of snapshots will shoot through my brain
Push through the dark like that underground train
Just as real as the blood pumping fast through my veins
Just as real as I'm standing here

Goodbye

Synthesizers Lyrics – Butch Walker

Everybody's writing songs with synthesizers
But I don't have a synthesizer
I can still get down like
Duran Duran in 1985
I didn't name my band after an animal
I don't have any feathers or neon clothes
But I can stay out all night
Like Sacajawea in a paint fight

For once, once in your life
Won't you do what feels right
Instead of waiting for the next big compromise
Stop running your mouth
Get out of the house
Get yourself downtown
And shake it all out tonight

I don't have any friends at Pitchfork or NME
No sexy heroin addiction plaguing me
But I can still get down like
Frank Poncherello on a motor bike... that's right

Once, once in your life
Won't you do what feels right
Instead of waiting for the next big compromise
Stop running your mouth
Get out of the house
Get yourself downtown
And shake it all out tonight

For once, once in your life
Won't you do what feels right
Instead of waiting for the next big thing to strike
Stop running your mouth
Get out of the house
Get yourself downtown
And shake it all out tonight

Dublin Crow Lyrics – Butch Walker

un, deux, trois, quatre

Dublin Crow, Dublin crow
Tell me everything you know
show me all the life I've seen through your eyes
Take my soul, take my soul
Higher than you've every flown
Drop me right into the water from the sky

When I submerge up from the ocean covered in that muddy kelp
if I'm drowning please don't save me cuz I got to save myself
Fly back home to tell the others that I always needed help until today yea
And I'll finally find my way

English crow, English crow
Does the sunlight ever show?
There's been rain for 40 days inside my heart
Bitter cold, bitter cold
I just want the world to know
That I lost the finish line right from the start

Can you sing off my hangover?
Can you break away this crust?
For I am the weakest scarecrow in a field that's made of dust
For I promise if you help me to my feet to board the bus I'll leave today yea
And I'll finally find my way

Scottish crow, Scottish crow
Does this tattoo really show
That my bloodline has been your line all along?
And just when you think you know yourself
That's when you will outgrow.
And you'll settle in that tree where you belong.

Did I ever really know, God?
Was it just a lie or truth?
Was I raised to think that I would never ever lose my youth?
Well I thought that guns were made for killing pretty things like you...
I've got to say yea

That I've finally found my way.

Closest Thing To You I'm Gonna Find Lyrics – Butch Walker

California girls they have a way
Of moving their mouths just a certain way
Saying things that always seem so right
But when the shine wears off at the end of the day
I'm left with the tab and not a word to say
'Cause I see your face when they turn out my light

So I keep another night by this fire and drink some wine
It's the closest thing to you I'm gonna find

New York ladies that drive men crazy
Can't keep up I'm from the South and lazy
This town stays open too late for these old bones
And maybe it's because its got too many faces
Crammed like fishes in compact places
This is why all of them seem desperate and alone

So I pick back up the cigarettes but only for the night
It's the closest thing to you I'm gonna find

Hey!

Georgia girls took all my pennies
Every time I come back I fall for many
Wake up and wonder why I ever left here
When we spend all night with a drink to the face
Get caught up in politics and race
I just smile and shove the cotton further down my ear

And my hands are full of the sticky sap from your backyard Georgia pine
It's the closest thing to you I'm gonna find.

Suckerpunch Lyrics – Butch Walker

Mouth full of blood and a missing tooth
That's what I get for telling the truth
Vison's blurry man I think I been hit
What the hell just happened, oh shit

I think I just been suckerpunched
Somebodys fist took my face to lunch
To tell the truth I can't remember that much
Goddammit I was suckerpunched

I had alot of thoughts while lyin' on the floor
Like I really couldn't take no shit no more
If i ever get up I'm gonna show him the door
Man I hope I said something really good just before...

I got suckerpunched
Somebodys fist took my face to lunch
To tell the truth I can't remember that much
Goddammit I was suckerpunched

This used to happen to my dad a bunch
He'd pop his mouth off a little too much
Some motherfucker bout as big as a bus
Serve him up with a suckerpunch

Now I'm tryin to get up
I'm on my hands and knees
Looking all over for my dignity
I saw him walkin' away from me
If I could only straighten up past 90 degrees...

I'd hit him with a suckerpunch
I'd take his motherfuckin' face to lunch
He won't be able to remember much
After I hit him with a suckerpunch

It's like my daddy told me told me more than once
Go have your fun but if it's a little too much
Stay on your toes and watch your back and such
Cause someone'll getcha with a suckerpunch

Answering Machine Girl Lyrics – Butch Walker

I'm in love, love, love
With the girl that's on my voicemail
And I think I can't give up
Even though she dialed the wrong guy
I believe in something up above
That'll make her pick up just long enough to hear

I get home, home, home
Every afternoon to listen to
The voice on the telephone
Sayin' something about she's missing me
And I know, I know, I know
If she meant me it could grow so big from here

Answering machine girl
Oh, what does it mean girl
Since you came in my world
Nothing's as it seems, your
Dialing a big hole inside my head
A rebel without a cause

Don't hang up, up, up
I know that this is kind of weird
But tell me where did you grow up
Do you get high, do you drink beer
Are you married or live alone
Are you Beatles or The Stones, I have to know

Answering machine girl
Oh, what does it mean girl
Since you came in my world
Nothing's as it seems, your
Dialing a big hole inside my head
A rebel without a cause

One is the loneliest number
Tell me what combination breaks the spell I'm under
Hour after hour hidden somewhere undercover
If he ever called you back
Would you ever really want him

Answering machine girl
Oh, what does it mean girl
Since you came in my world
Nothing's as it seems, your
Dialing a big hole inside my head
A rebel without a cause

"I Liked It Better When You Had No Heart" (2010)

Trash Day Lyrics – Butch Walker

Trash Day in Beverly Hills
All the sad little mama's with their happy little pills
They flirt with the lawn boys as they clean out the pools
While the Mexican nannies take the children to school

So much to be and nothing to do
How did it ever end up that way?

Trash day in Nashville, Tennessee
No one can smell this religion but me
I see it in hairstyles of young Christian men,
That drink, smoke, and fuck like the world's gonna end

Someday will come and we'll all just pretend
That it never really happened that way
Happen that way
Happen that way
Happen that way

I can tell a lot by the way that you walk
And I can hear the confessions in the way you talk
And it's all the actions that give yourself away

So I still don't talk, don't breathe
It'll all be over soon

Trash day in Atlanta, GA
I can hear the sanitary truck from 2 miles away
I've said everything that this town has to say
Won't you bring me your waste and let me throw them away

Maybe I was wrong to call your heart a spade
But I wish it didn't happen that way
Happen that way
Happen that way
Happen that way

Pretty Melody Lyrics – Butch Walker

Do you remember when we met?
Liquor drinks and cigarettes

All the boys were taking bets
Credit cards, so in debt
Bought drinks from you at the bar
Poured them out behind my car
So I could come back where you are
And order from you again
And again

I'll be your open tap
You'll be my favorite sin

You're such a pretty melody
I'm just a tattooed tragedy
Oh baby we don't have to be
Like the rest of them

What time can we get out of here?
I got some words you need to hear
I really wanna make it clear
I don't do this everywhere

How do I make this not sound cheap?
I wanna show you where I sleep
Keep you there a couple weeks
Make you come again
And again

I'll be your waste of time
You'll be my happy end

You're such a pretty melody
I'm just another tattooed tragedy
Oh baby we don't have to be
Like the rest of them

It's anything but hard to see
I want all of you all over me
There's not a single part of me
That won't ever let you...

You're such a pretty melody
I'm just another tattooed tragedy
Oh baby we don't have to be
Like the rest of them

It's anything but hard to see
I want all of you all over me
There's not a single part of me
That won't ever let you go.

Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home Lyrics – Butch Walker

Her hair is like a crow's nest
She's got glitter in her eye
Her smile is like a jack-o-lantern
Trying not to cry
She's been living been living pretty hard
Since her old man up and died a year ago

And I see her every morning
While she's walking to the check
She holds her head like she's got something heavy
Hanging 'round her neck

Puts some money in her purse
And hides some where he won't expect before she goes

Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home
Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home

Well she stole more than a little
From her folks in Cartersville
With that wrong foot in that right boot
Left a lot of room to fill

With one foot on the platform
And a lot of time to kill
They shoulda' known

Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home
Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home

Well I haven't seen her lately
Guess I just assumed the worst
But I think I kinda miss her
Standing there with her lips pursed.

First thing in the morning
Leaning up against the church
Like it's your own

Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home
Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home
Don't You Think Someone Should Take You Home

Canadian Ten Lyrics – Butch Walker

Sunshine, you heal as much as you hurt
With regret in my veins and blood on my shirt
Sure must have had myself a personal best
It takes filling my lungs up with smoke
To get things off my chest

Now, I'm crossing the border
Wasted again
With a number
From a Canadian ten

Oh Mother, oh Mother
Why must you complain
I grew up alright
So don't be ashamed
My mouth has been cleaner
And I may have lost all my faith
Til I believe in myself
I can't give my conscience away

And you're home with the dishes
And I'm out with my friends
Placing bets
With a Canadian ten

And North of the border
A sin is a sin
When you pay
With a Canadian ten

I've searched for a reason to not search for you
I feel like there's no place I haven't been through
I told myself 'don't fall in love if you don't know their name'
But my eyes are straight wired to my heart
And bypass my brain

Sometimes I'm forgetful
So I'll start at the end
And call the number
On this Canadian ten

And call the number
On this Canadian ten

Temporary Title Lyrics – Butch Walker

I opened up a can of worms
I could see myself hanging onto.
It's gonna sting, it's gonna burn
I can't win either way.

And over time I will just find a way to lose you after all
Until then we'll carry on.

I took a lot of shots for you
Some made my hangovers worse somedays.
The movies that you sat me through
Were never quite my taste

Don't get me wrong I miss the way I used to use you after all
But for now, just carry on.

We pass a bridge, we made it through
You feel different or all things the same.
The modulation never do
The story is untold.

And all I want is to get back to what I'm used to after all
Until then I'll carry on

She Likes Hair Bands Lyrics – Butch Walker

She Likes Hair Bands
On satellite radio
But I was in one
So it's a little too close to home
She can dance like
She's done it for a living before
And I kinda dance like
I've been shot in the leg for sure

She's got all that she's got
But She don't got me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e

So Baby, lay down
Nobody is around
Watching as our bodies
Slowly sinking to the ground
Throw away your phone
and your inhibitions too
There's a hundred dirty things
That I want to say to you
Never let me come
And never let me go
I've got you where I want you
So I want to say it slow
This is good night as any to say
That you want me too
Woo-Hoo

She like Mary Jane
But she says she doesn't like the smell
And She's got a baby
And by the way she walks I can't tell
She's got a birthmark
On the inside of her thigh
Ask me how I know (Ha)
About the inside of her thigh

She knows the Japanese alphabet
But She don't know me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Yeah

So Baby, lay down
Nobody is around
Watching as our bodies
Slowly sinking to the ground
Throw away your phone
and your inhibitions too
There's a hundred dirty things
That I want to do to you
Never let me come
And never let me go
I've got you where I want you
So I want to say it slow
This is good night as any to say
That you want me too
Woo-Hoo

She got all that she wants
But she don't want me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e

So Baby, lay down
Nobody is around
Watching as our bodies
Slowly sinking to the ground
Throw away your phone
and your inhibitions too
There's a hundred dirty things
that I want to do to you
Never let me come
And never let me go
I've got you where I want you
So I want to say it slow
This is good night as any to say
That you want me too
Woo-Hoo

House Of Cards Lyrics – Butch Walker

This house of cards you've built
Has finally fallen down
Expect me to come scrape
Your ego off the ground

Cause everybody talks
Everybody talks
And I can tell
That you can tell
What will you do when all of them
Want you, want you, want you around

Your little costume party's almost over now
Alone to momma's house
Before the sun goes down

Cause everybody talks
Everybody talks
Nobody's got a heart
To tear you all apart
And you can tell
That I can tell
What will you do when all of them
Want you, want you, want you around

And you can tell
That I can tell
What will you do when none of them
Want you, want you, want you around

Your 15 minutes are about
To just run out
Any of us to take you seriously now?

Cause everybody talks
Everybody talks
Nobody's got a heart
To tear you all apart

This house of cards you've built
Has finally fallen down

They Don't Know What We Know Lyrics – Butch Walker

I got my boarding pass
A tank of gas
Then I'm never coming back
If I could only get out of the bed in this room

You've got the little one
Who's a lot of fun
But your old man, he's a drag
So baby kick him out, pick up the baby, and let's go

And baby, they don't know what we know
So turn the lights down, maybe they'll go
Into another place
Get your lips
Back on my face
And let's go

Look past the window fan, through the alley cans
I can see you changing clothes
It's my morning coffee movie every day

You stick your stomach out
In the mirror
You pat you that wish you had it back
I can't find a section of flesh that I would change

Baby, you don't know what I know
So turn the lights down, maybe they'll go
Into another place
I want your lips
Back on my face
And let's go

And with just a little luck
And a couple bucks
We can make a little home
Like the one I promised to buy when we first met

And if I ever lose where we came from
I want you to hang me upside down
Mama, that's just something we can never forget

And baby, they don't know what we know
So turn the lights out, I want to go
Back to that starting place
The first time your lipstick
Got on my face
And let's go

Baby, let's go
Baby, let's go
Baby, let's go

Days/Months/Years Lyrics – Butch Walker

I took a shot of morphine just to smell the fear in my heart
and I felt the rush of hesitence, scared to commit from the start
So I kissed a man in reno just to watch him puke
Now I got more issues than just trying to forget about you

I spent half of that whole day sober
And the other half dazed and confused
And what little bit left just trying to forget about you

I saw you at the galley, he was working his way up your skirt
He was buying all the rounds, baby, but you're gonna pay for dessert
So I pissed in his gas tank while you were at his place
Then I siphoned it back out and went upstairs to spit it back in his face

I spent the half of that first week healthy
And the other rid with the flu
And what little bit left just trying to forget about you

Six drinks, two deep at a party for a friend of a friend
My mouth was moving like a muscle but my heart dead set on sin
So I stumbled to the bathroom with who anyone who'd come
The only girl that did was married to the sherriff's son
Now I'm handcuffed to the toilet half naked with my mouth on his gun

I spent the half of that year in prison
The other half black and blue
And what little bit left trying to forget about you

We spent half of my life together
Spent the other half coming unglued
And what little time I got left trying to forget about you

Be Good Until Then Lyrics – Butch Walker

Always know the road you're riding on
Always know the words to your baby's song
Try to make the most of Friday nights when they come

Maybe turn a stranger to a friend
Never break a heart that's on the mend
Never let the romance ever end like I've done

Never judge a color of a skin
Never judge a person by their kin
Never follow leaders that begin behind some wall

Always help your mom across the street
Always wash your hands when you wanna eat
Always keep em dirty enough to see where you came from

And its OK to cry
If you feel it comin on
It'll let you know you're human in the end
All these things will mean more when I'm gone
Just be good until then

Try to see the best inside the bad
No matter how many drinks you had
Never make a promise you'll regret come sunrise

Try to rarely ever oversleep
Always keep your ego at your feet
Maybe try to practice what you preach once in a while

It's OK to cry
If you feel it comin on
It'll let you know you're human in the end
All these things will mean more when I'm gone
Just be good until then

Everybody loves a hero
Not so much when they fall short so
Try to keep your cape on underneath

You don't have to try so hard
To be the best. Just know you are
And that's all that'll matter to me

And its OK to cry
If you feel it comin on
It'll let you know you're human in the end
All these things will mean more when I'm gone
Just be good until then

Fixed Gears And Broken Hearts Lyrics – Butch Walker

Hey Tina how's it goin'
With your brand new job
Workin' down in the city at the bicycle shop
I hear another guy caught your eye
That's what your brother said

He's got a fixed gear bike and a beard for a helmet
And you know you just like him 'cause he's easy on your wallet
Quote lines from the books in your apartment that he's never read

And I don't know if I can attest to much
But I feel like I've seen this before
There's some holes in the story
And the plot's kinda blurry
So, Tina, can you tell me something more?

And baaaby, I know you got it in ya'
So baaaby, tell me all thats been on your mind
I've got time, don't think that you're passed your prime
This world will still be waitin' for a girl I know that used to be mine

Hey Tina what's the stain on the back of you pants?
Kinda looks like you sat in the cake at the dance
Was it not everything that you thought it was cracked up to be?

Well they promised you religion, they promised you a raise
They promised not to spit the past year in your face
Well look at where you were, here you are crying tears in the street

And I don't know if I can attest to much
But I feel like you've been here before
So tell me if I rally can I get you back to Cali where I promise I can give you something more

So baaaby, I know you got it in ya'
So baaaby, tell me all thats been on your mind
I've got time, don't think that you're passed your prime
This world will still be waitin' for a girl I know that used to be mine

"Sycamore Meadows" (2008)

The Weight Of Her Lyrics- Butch Walker

Oh!

Here come the captain
She's a firecracker, skinny jeans
Two lips of honey, yeah
She leaves a trail of gasoline
She drinks more whiskey
Than her daddy, she can even sing
And all the clappers say
You're living in her world

The word around the street
She likes the smell of cocaine
It makes her crazy when she
Mix it up with champagne
You'll never make it if you
Don't keep her locked in a cage
You will be wishing now
For any other girl

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh

6:45 as you wake up
She's just gone to bed
Clear out the phone
From a hundred texts you haven't read
She only wants you
When it's later and she's off her head
Pay close attention
You're just living in her world

And all the Swedish girls
They hang out at the hotel
It's sex for green cards
I think they know you very well
It paints a picture of a movie
Ending dark as hell
You will be wishing now
For any other girl

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh

And what am I supposed to talk about with you anyway?
I graduated the year you were born.
And I don't wanna have to drive around and listen to your burned CDs
through your shitty car speakers of every band you think you discovered;
it's just gonna make me feel insecure.

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever, hey!

Don't let the weight of her world
Bring you down
Don't let her walk in the room
And turn you inside out
Don't let the touch of her hand
Take you down
No, not now
No, not ever again
Ooh
Yeah ooh

Going Back / Going Home Lyrics- Butch Walker

I'm not happy with myself these days
I took the best pars of the script and I made them all cliches.
And this red bandanas surely gonna fade
Even though it's the only thing the fire didn't take.

Everybody says 'you'll grown a lot, from this experience'.
Baby B comes in after a while, becomes a president.
The best things get disguised sometimes but all I know is
I finally know the difference between going back and going home.

There's a lady on my block that has a kid.
As he swims in the above ground pool, she seals up the lid.
And he thinks it's kinda normal that she hides,
All the cuts and all the bruises
She says it's warpaint for the eyes.

She tells her son she did the best she could as she buries Dad.
Maybe he'll grow up to be a man, or like his father did.
As they leave the driveway for the northern snow,
They finally know the difference between going back and going home.

Cut to a life
Being born in '69
Low class suburb,
Everything's fine.
Fondue parties
My mom and my dad,
Drinks being drunk
And fights being had.
I lost my virginity to a girl in my band
She was four years older, she made me a man.
So addicted to sex
Every chance that I got.
With whoever I wanted
Until I got caught.
So I took my penicillin and I took my band
To a town made of glitter girls and cocaine friends.
Got handed the job by the age of eighteen.
Saw more than most people that I know had ever seen.
Played every bar, drank till black and blue.
Did the morning show bullshit
And went to China too.
Where they left us to die, without a ticket to flee.
Inciting the riot, we were only 23.
Packed it up, started over just as fast as we can.
Selling tapes making merch in the back of a van
Living hand-to-mouth for the next five years.
Took up drinking wine, gave up drinking beer.
Signed another big deal with a devil in a dress.
A 'one hit wonder' I think, describes it best.
Decided to burn out, then to fade away.
Went back to the van the very next day.
Picked it up, made a living without any help.
Made amazing friends, if I saw so myself.
If living like this at thirty-eight is a bore,
Then c'mon God, please give me thirty-eight more.

And everybody knows I've seen a lot
Yea, I'm experienced.
Makes you feel so old after a while,
Just like our president.
Everytime I come back in this town I know,
I finally know the difference between going back and going home.

Yea...back and going home.
I do.

Here Comes The... Lyrics- Butch Walker

Here comes the heartache
The move out day
Excuses for my friends
Here comes the reasons I have to justify
It's better in the end
Here come the last time I'm gonna kiss you
The first night sleeping alone
Here comes the hardest thing
We've ever known

Well I know that your sleeping
I can always hear you breath
Don't you think it's about time
That we talked
I hear you got a bad felling
And a feel I do agree
And I know how hard it is to be
The easiest thing to love
Making up while never meeting up

Here comes the heartache
The move out day
Excuses for my friends
Here comes the reasons I have to justify
It was better in the end
Here come the last time I'm gonna kiss you
And the first night eating alone
Here comes the hardest thing
We've ever known

You went away for the weekend
So we could figure some things out
How the hell did it ever come to blow
Some people find happiness
Others are happy to find
One more reason not to ever get loved
I'll give in return
No u cant lose fire
When there's nothing left to burn.

Here comes the heartache
The move out day
Excuses for my friends
Here comes the reasons I have to justify
It was better in the end
Here come the last time I'm gonna kiss you
And the first night drinking alone
Here comes the hardest thing
We've ever known

And all I wanted to do
Is do what you wanted
And mean it
But that never did much for me in the end
All u really got to do is wait it out.

This is the heartache
The move out day
Excuses for my friends
These are the reasons I have to justify
It was better in the end
This is the last time I'm gonna kiss you
And the first night eating alone
This is the hardest thing
This is the hardest thing
This is the hardest thing
We've ever known

Well I know that your sleeping
I can always hear you breath

Ponce De Leon Ave Lyrics- Butch Walker

I woke up on Sunday morning
With a shoe that was not mine
Let the taxi on the corner drive away
So I walked up Ponce de Leon
With my lips all caked in wine
But my night clothes in the day time
Gave me away
And I don't want to remember
But I don't want to forget
That no one will believe me if I say

So honey don't you call now
Don't pick up the phone now
Don't you know we're better off this way
Trying not to spoil now
You'll see me when you go out
We can be in love for just one day

And I came home with her lipstick
And a thousand bites and scars
And a mud stain on my kneecap
To remind
Me of a quick shop stop for salsa
Just to spill it on the floor
Stuck my head inside the freezer
To rewind

And the mayor won't believe me
And my drummer thinks I'm high
But I know I should let this one get away

So honey don't you call now
Don't pick up the phone now
Don't you know we're better off this way
Trying not to spoil now
I'll see you when I go out
We can be in love for just one day

So honey don't you call now
Don't pick up the phone now
Don't you know we're better off this way
Trying not to spoil now
You'll see me when you go out
We can be in love for just one day

And there were all those tripped out people
At our table by the end of the night
So I met you by the bathroom to escape
I was so drunk I think I said
I want you inside me now
And we fell into the dumpster
Laughin' away

And I don't think I remember
And I try not to forget
But I think that I let this one get away

So honey don't you call now
Don't pick up the phone now
Don't you know we're better off this way
Trying not to spoil now
I'll see you when I go out
We can be in love for just one day

So honey don't you call now
Don't pick up the phone now
Don't you know we're better off this way
Trying not to spoil now
You'll see me when you go out
We can be in love for just one day

Ships In A Bottle Lyrics- Butch Walker

Now everybody sleeps
But I haven't done that
In the last few weeks or so

And ya I know the remedy
But that ran out yesterday
And I can't refill anything

Especially my heart
Especially by brain
If I could bottle up this mess
I would do it all again

And I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if i'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again miss it again
Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I got burned
And baby let you know i'm still standing
If you miss it again miss it again
I'm around

And you, you live down the street
And I watched you through the windows
Draped with sheets so white
And ya he looks a lot like me
Is it a comfort or coincidence
Coincidence at everything

Especially my eyes
Especially my clothes
Does he move you inside out
Baby I don't wanna know

I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if i'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again miss it again
Just wanna walk away from the ashes
And take the fact that I got burned
And baby let you know i'm still standing
If you miss it again miss it again

All the times we fought about
You never said a word about
How we would just become the ships
Inside of a bottle
Breaking down
Sails fallin off
Tryin to stay afloat
Inside a place we can't survive
Are we breakin down

I don't wanna know if there's another part of me
Don't wanna feel if i'm alive
Don't wanna smell the bed where you used to sleep
I'm gonna miss it again miss it again
Just wanna walk away from the ashes
I can take the fact that I got burned
And baby let you know i'm still standing
If you miss it again miss it again
I'm around

Vessels Lyrics- Butch Walker

You said you've never give in
Never pretend that this is just a
Chapter for you
What do we do
I feel like this is war on a hill
A jack and a jill
Tryin to win a battle to do
What we never do is win

Hurry it up
Its coming at ya fast as you can run
The silver of the tip of a
Bullet from a gun is gonna
Take you down, take you down
And finally kill this love

We don't get along anymore
I saw his name and number by the door
You just take the bed and I'll take the floor
We don't get along anymore

Theres the look in your eye
Magnified a thousand times
I see the vessels of blood
Swelling above the color that made
Me turn to red, when you turned your head
At the party we never saw
We went for it all I took you like I

Never gave you up
Not a breath could come between the
Bodies lying on the carhood
I think it says a lot that I
Remember it all
Was it all just wasted love

We don't get along anymore
I saw his name and number by the door
You just take the bed and I'll take the floor
We don't get along anymore

Passed Your Place, Saw Your Car, Thought Of You Lyrics- Butch Walker

Now honey, dry your eyes.
Get back in the car.
There's no need to end it this way.
That's what she said, when I shot off the head
Of our love on that one Saturday.

I've got my share of faults, this much is true.
I talk to much about me, to everyone I know.
The one thing I do now, is talk more about you and how
I can't believe I just let you go.

There's never a pill, strong enough to make me feel like all your fingers could do.
I passed your place, I saw your car, I thought of you.

There goes that guy I know,
He comes to all my shows.
Stealing every move I'm about.
And he's a little bit younger, and a hell of a lot more fit.
And I hate his mouth and everything that comes out.

If there's one thing I know
Is you can't trust a man.
It's a species that captures things just to let them go.
And he bought you drinks you every night.
To the bait you would bite.
Now you're the sweetest thing from me he stole.

There's never a pill strong enough to make me feel, like all your fingers could do.
I passed your place, I saw his car, I thought of you.

I never got to say, before you passed away.
That love was just a word before you showed it to me.
Twenty years ago, when I just let you go,
I didn't think this is where you'd be.

Now honey dry your eyes, get back to your life.
There's no need to take it this way.
Thats what I tell myself in the mirror by the shelf
Where your picture still hangs today.

There's never a pill strong enough to make me feel like all your fingers could do.
I passed your place, there was no car, I thought of you.

The 3 Kids In Brooklyn Lyrics- Butch Walker

Well I left the town of sinners, redneck priests and meth lab stalls
To find myself a few more just like me
The options pretty skinny and the order's pretty tall
To swim the hippest waters in the sea
Somewhere in the sticky city driving back and forth
I found myself a squat in Williamsburg
Nobody seemed the same sincerely this could be a curse
But everyone's the same with different shirts

I'm not sure what part about me they can't understand
No one's really from here, they just all pretend that's what they've been about
Those three kids left in Brooklyn sure know how to spin me out

I see a guy named Ian every morning at the store
Always dissing something with his eyes
He always wears a sweater even in the warmest weather
He's not afraid to say what he despised
But I did a little searching you know, and much to my surprise
A few years back a metal cover band
He yelled at me and said the Internet is full of lies
And then I never saw Ian again

I'm not sure what part about him they can't understand
No one's really from here, they just all pretend that's what they've been about
Those two kids left in Brooklyn sure know how to spin me out

I grabbed shots in Decatur with a girl who's on my block
She's the best drummer that I know
Her band's always struggling and they always say they're juggling
All their schedules just to play a show
Working at American Apparel selling women's clothes to guys
She got a call to play in someone's band I don't know well
She don't wan't to do it, she's so broke that she said screw it
Then I never spoke to her again

I'm not sure what part about her she didn't understand
Nobody's really from here, they just all pretend that's what they've been about
That one kid left in Atlanta:Fuck this place, I'm getting out

Summer Scarves Lyrics- Butch Walker

Lyin’ in the overgrown-up grass in the front yard
Water falling from the sky so warm it feels hard
Trying to figure out just who you really are to me
Lyin’ in the overgrown-up grass in the front yard
Water falling from the sky so warm it feels hard
Trying to figure out just who you really are.... to me

And the summer scarves are all around me
And the sunburn grows around my neck
And the sum of her still remains a memory
Till the summer turns the day to black

Needle dropping on a record that you bought for me
And you traced my name inside the logo on the sleeve
You circled all the lines in the lyrics that you mean.... for me

And the summer scarves are all around me
And the sunburn grows around my neck
And the sum of her still remains a memory
Till the summer turns the day to black

Some wait their whole life
Just to feel something right
And it grips you like a wave you wish never goes away
Then it does

And the summer scarves are all around me
And the sunburn grows around my neck
And the sum of her still remains a memory
Till the summer turns the day to black
And the sum of her still remains a memory
Till the summer turns the day to black

A Song For The Metalheads Lyrics- Butch Walker

One nine six nine
Press the tape recorder let's get this all down real fast
Before the insignificant thought goes by
There's one more slow song left to write for the record
Make all the metal heads cry

Throw rocks but not rocking and stand there just mocking
With hands in their armpits that they'll later smell
When you live in the past there's one thing that will last
It's resentment that time won't sit still

The record business is fucked it's kinda funny
It'll separate a boy from a man
You can buy every copy of your record with your money
But you'd be your only fan

If there's one thing my father said when he was younger
To a kid with a mullet that looked like his son
To want and to try is the difference why
Some people will walk and some run . . .thank you dad

Sharpen up all your pencils cause class will come early
There's so much you thought that you knew
While the b list celebrities all pay for the fame
They'll soak up what's left of the pool

While a kid in the corner becomes a savant
No one will care til he's dead
Or he falls from his grace with it all over the place
And a piece of it stuck in his head

Closer To The Truth And Further From The Sky Lyrics- Butch Walker

Ribbons are flying out the window.
As we drove down the interstate.
Sex was something so brand new,
It was hard as hell to wait.

She made faces at the goddamn Rednecks.
She said "Look at you boy, you must worship Satan."
Just because I had the same long hair as the Jesus in all their paintings.

Every church just made me scared of words like
Serve and faith and congregation.
In a world with so many answers left,
Why do I need so many explanations?
To get closer to the truth and further from the sky.

And the static singes the speakers like
A thousand Hymns of inspiration.
And the road just winds through the canyon like,
A big black snake heading for salvation and I'm getting closer to the truth
And further from the sky.

Roadside venue with that paper their menu's
In a town that forgot it's own name.
We were hungry for anything that had a pulse
As we freed ourselves from the rain.

There's a disgruntled metalhead playing guitar
For a pop-singer up on the screen.
With his guitar held high and his head held low,
He just wants a chance to be seen.

And the static singes the speakers like
A thousand Hymns of inspiration.
And the road just winds through the canyon like,
A big black snake heading for salvation and I'm getting closer to the truth
And further from the sky.

Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....

Well he tells me at the bar that he's on his last leg
That he used to have it all in his hands.
And the girls don't think much of him these days.
Which is hard for him to understand.

Cause he's a little bit older and a little bit thin,
But he's still got his heart in a sling.
And we paid for the drinks,
And the bartender drinks.
And it couldn't be more late,
YEA WE'RE ALL SO LATE.

Cause the static singes the speakers like
A thousand Hymns of inspiration.
And the road just winds through the canyon like,
A big black snake heading for salvation and I'm getting closer to the truth
And further from the sky.

Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....
Whoaaaaaa....oh....Whoaaaaaa....

ATL Lyrics- Butch Walker

Born from hippies back in '69
I was bored by 1992
I walked into a recruitment office a year before that
Said 'son we've been waiting for you'
Discharged from a Gulf War the very same year
I came home with a car and a tomb
Of cigarettes and mixtapes and bullets from a gun
That my dead best friend never could use

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you
Let your sweaty embrace open wide
'Cause Atlanta, I'm falling like most people do
And I need all your ground to survive

Wasted and down trodden along the hidden vein
I cried myself blind at the sight
Of the old shopping center where we used to ride
Now condos as sterile as I
So I bought me an old Airstream for 3,000 bucks
From a drug dealer I used to owe
And I thought to myself as I slept off a high
The irony is starting to show

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you
Let your sweaty embrace open wide
'Cause Atlanta, I'm falling like some people do
And I need all your ground to survive

Drove out to Asheville, 'cause that's where you were
Where you married into money and pills
And I wanted so bad to be good with you now
But the fact is that you never will
Cause some become lovers because of sex
And some, you know, they just become friends
Heyyyy
In our case, we just became bad at it all
And never got good at it again

Oh Atlanta, please need me like I needed you
Let your sweaty embrace open wide
'Cause Atlanta, I'm suffocating like some people do
And I need all your air to survive

(Untitled Hidden Track) Lyrics- Butch Walker

Everything is dark
Everybody’s here
All I gotta do is get the words right
When the microphone is near
Shoot off all my thoughts
Maybe make it rhyme
Try to be as honest with myself to them
Without committing the crime
I know that I can’t put it the way
That a better-read person could do
So I sacrifice my talent for the truth

So let it burn, let it fall
Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl
And let it circulate right through a vein
That’s never gonna rupture when I fall

Everybody screams
Then everybody stops
I just wanna have a little moment when the silence gets me off
Let me say my peace
Get out of your hair
All I wanted was to be the backrest
On your broken, hopeless chair
And I know that the living are lifeless
And if the doctors could euthanize half of the things
That make me become the person that I hate

So let it burn, let it fall
Let it drain the blood from my legs as I crawl
And let it circulate right through a vein
That’s never gonna rupture when I fall

Everything is dark
Everybody’s here
All I gotta do is get the words right
When the microphone is near

That Side Of You Lyrics- Butch Walker

Was it just a little too late to say
Everything I wanted as you walked away
Tell me, does he know how to move you like I do
Is it just an easy way to say you're through
Don't make a ghost out of me and you
There's really nothing I can say or do to change your mind
Seven in the morning I can't sleep
I've got dust in my veins and a pain so deep
Can I get a chance to make it right

So give me all the love inside your heart
Break me off a little bit of hope so we can start
To feel something real
Try to make it natural to take
Everything I'm going in for
You know I can't wait
To see that side of you

All the letters that are on the floor
You never mentioned with a pen before
That you were happy with way your life was turning out
I think he never listens when you cry
I see the mass confusion in your eyes
And wonder what your head's thinking about
Seven in the evening, he's still asleep
As you're crying in the yard with pills at your feet
How the hell you gonna make this right?

So give me all the love that's in your heart
Break me off a little bit of hope so we can start
To feel something new
Try to make it no so hard to take
Everything I'm going in for
You know I can't wait
To see that side of you

And push it all away from you
The things that make you run away and hide
Cause the summer's coming soon for you
Melt away the cold you keep inside

Just give me all the love that's in your heart
Break me off a little bit of hope so we can start
To feel something new
Try to make it no so hard to take
Everything I'm going in for
You know I can't wait
To see that side of you

Give me all the love that's in your heart
Break me off a little bit of hope so we can start
To feel something new
Try to make it no so hard to take
Everything I'm going in for
Cause you know I can't wait
To see that side of you
To see that side of you
To see that side of you

"The Rise And Fall Of Butch Walker And The Let's-Go-Out-Tonites!" (2006)

Hot Girls In Good Moods Lyrics- Butch Walker

I got a girl that lives at the mall
She dances on the dark side of the disco ball
Drives a silver mercedes
Made in the 80s
Swears and stares at the buckhead ladies
She straddles me lovely
While she scratches my back
While she sings all the words
To my hidden tracks
From my heart of a record, far as i can tell
Sounds like heaven and feels good as hell
B-b-b-b-baby yer so hot
Ya g-g-g-g-g-give me everything i got
C-c-c-c-c-c-can ya tell me how to not
Love a hot girl in a good mood
Back before i ever even knew how you felt
When i was just a teenage bullet belt
Making really heavy music
In a bandana band
Playing spring break parties
In the redneck sand
Your lips are like a work of art..
God i wanna tear them apart..

Ladies And Gentlemen... "The Let's Go Out Tonites!"

I'm tired, i'm bored,
Where's the cocaine
Things don't get started til midnight
In my brain
Called up marie, that had sex for free
I asked her to give back all my records
And jeans
I cant seem to, no matter how hard i try
To outdance the dancefloor
So everybody woke, telling the same joke
And singing the same chorus to a song
That hasn't even been wrote
Don't know how to lead, just follow along
There is no right or wrong way for certain
Make up your own version sing along
What's it this week?
Perhaps a little game of poker?
And the import by the
"Lets Go Out Tonights"!!!!!!!
That'so over
Gimme a razor,
Not to cut myself
And talk about it
But to shave off your beard,
Your look better without it
Lions and wolves are the latest..
Oh my so 8 months ago...
Nice try

Bethamphetamine (Pretty, Pretty) Lyrics- Butch Walker

Hey little party girl
Where do you wanna go
I didn't come from your scene
So many people i should know
Like every door guy in this city
Only looks at you 'cause you're pretty
And the boutique girls and theme night
Druggies
Take you in the back
(you put your head on the mirror)
Maybe there's a gas station open
And a little money on my card
So i can buy some half and half
Cause even mornings they seem so hard
And look at you, you never fell to bed
You're still typing on your phone
With yer cigarette
Saying i should stop being so cynical
'cause were hotter when we don't give a damn
(so smash yer head on the mirror)
And oh baby baby baby keeps it with her
Ooh baby baby, babies got a purse full
Of things she calls excuses
Real pretty pretty
You're pretty down and out for a girl

Too Famous To Get Fully Dressed Lyrics- Butch Walker

That was a helluva party last night
I cant believe i helped you break up a fight
Trust fund kids should stay away from clubs
I remember my first beer too
I coulda used a little more to do
The conversations got snorted
And i cant find my shoes
So lets go to the coffee shop
Dressed like we are
And make people think (its what we do)
All day, we sing la la la
All night we go blah blah blah
All morning we just yawn a lot lot lot
Yeah it makes ya look better
When you look like u got nothin better to do
God your hair is a fucking mess
So hurry put on a ski cap, and maybe a vest
Just try kinda hard to make
It not look like ya tried at all
I know a place with a line outside
Where we can maybe get a table
Sitting side by side
We can listen to the conversations
Like flies on the wall

We're All Going Down Lyrics- Butch Walker

Burnt to a crisp i cant sleep from the sound
Of the train of thought inside of me
So i grab the keys as the clock
It starts to smile
5 in the am seems so surreal
Where the red lights are friends
With the automobiles
And just want you to stop
And say hi for awhile
Cuz we just want to be heard
And act like we're better
Than anyone else or not to feel lower
So laugh when they cry
Jump when they're down
Smile when they frown
We're all going down..
We're all going down
So take a hi-five from another zombie
That walks in the bar
Straight out of a movie
Where 10 dollar drinks
Are the highlight of his week
And all of the kitty cats
Get out their catty kits
Sit and they talk shit
Bout this bitch and that bitch
And makes me feel a little better about me

Dominoes Lyrics- Butch Walker

Sitting with the dog
Trying to clear the fog of a
Memory of the last time
That i saw her face
50 yrs of time an accident
Would take my mind and shortly
After take the wife
Away from me
Everybody knows
Memories will keep us alive
And some just wont go away
(just cant be erased)
But if i remember one today
Let it be of Grace
The catskills are all frozen
Playing dominoes and i can
Hear a voice reminding me
That i'm her hero
I can find myself able from
The chair across the table
To remember that it wasn't
Always empty
Everybody knows
Memories will keep us alive
And some just wont go away
But if there's a memory left of Grace
Let it come back today
I see her beside me
As the grandkids they remind me
That she's in the cemetery
That we played in as kids
They just think i'm crazy
But the things she tells me lately
Are the only things that i cannot forget

Paid To Get Excited Lyrics- Butch Walker

And the sky is falling upwards
On a summer desert night
While kids in school are forced to sing
The battle hymns just right
And the extras paid to get excited
On the tv screen
So doped up on diversion
That they don't know what it means
To be free to hate the ones you hate
Free to love the ones you love
Free to like the land you live on
Not the one who leads
All i'm sayin', dig the grave you lay in
After all, you make the call
Hang up before it's too late
Make sure to give your full attention
Smile the best you can
Watch this hand give peace sign
While the other chokes a man
Cuz he wants to love another man
They'll tell you that its bad
Cuz some book that set the moral codes
Is glamourized in ads
And the backflipping, spike-haired preachers
Preaching through their headset mics
Saying god is the new elvis and
He's "gonna rock tonight"
So just sip on that new energy drink
Although it tastes like shit
Cuz a pretty t.v. couple
Says they cant live without it

Song Without A Chorus Lyrics- Butch Walker

Well there's sand in my book
From writing on the beach
Trying to find a song for you
That the ocean can only reach
And this beach is getting wider
Than my train of thought is long
And each little grain of sand
Is some other asshole poets song
So i'll try to get this right
Before the sunburn says i'm wrong,
Says i'm wrong
I keep on shooting clever guns
That blow up in my face
And what good to say i'm sorry
When time it wont erase
All the times i hit erase
On every word you said to me
And just covered it up
Like dogshit on a pretty city street
Just to not piss off the neighbors
No wonder i cant sleep, i cant sleep
A song without a chorus,
This is my first attempt
Cuz that would really bore us
And the title would go limp
But these words just keep on shooting
Out my pen just like a gun
And i'm aiming at your ears
Trying not to come undone
Cuz you love the smell of gunshots
And the company of one.. no fun
They'll probably say this sucks
But i don't really care
And i used the "gunshot" word
So it wont get on the air
While the rappers do a driveby
And smoke crack then praise the lord
While a white-bread singer songwriter
Has to stand here looking bored
And while i'm at it, i should mention
That all the guns i used in my
Songs were fake...
Not real... plastic..
Fuck... get real... blast it...
I still love you

The Taste Of Red Lyrics- Butch Walker

Well i tripped and i fell
Into a hole i know so well
And i don' tthink i'll be
Leaving for awhile
And this lump beneath my skin
Is the home i let you in
All it took was just your
Red lipped biting smile
And damn damn damn i love you
Like the stars that shine above you
Light the ground that your laying on
While looking up at me
And oh good god i need this
Just a chance to see your weakness
So i can come inside of your kiss
And leave you on your knees
Slurring thoughts til they bled
Cuz i love the taste of red
And you're stuck inside me
Like a splinter does
Drawing words on your back
Spelling you're my heart attack
Cuz your naked body glistens like the sun
And damn damn damn i love you
Like the stars that shine above you
Light the ground that your laying on
While looking up at me
And oh good god i need this
Just a chance to show your weakness
So i can come inside of your kiss and just
Leave you on your knees

Rich People Die Unhappy Lyrics- Butch Walker

He looks up at her to find she staring back
At fingerless gloves, with fingernails black
There's a permanent frown
That's etched in her skin
Designer bag fat, her figure is thin
He says hi to her, she nothing to him
She's scared of the outside,
She's boxed herself in
To a world full of judgment
And callous routine
She forgets where she's from,
He knows where he's been
Rich people die unhappy
That's what daddy said
But i never believed him
While drunk in the head
With our television dinners
And a broken t.v. set
Money makes you happy i bet
He goes to be famous, a house in the hills
Very little free time, whole lotta pills
That nail polish spread to a
Franchise of bands
As fake as the X's sharpied on their hands
He was bitter as the smell
Of a magazine review
But he had all the cars
And the pools and the view
And as a bum tries to stop him
For a 5 or a 10
He forgets where he's from,
He forgets where he's been

This Is The Sweetest Little Song Lyrics- Butch Walker

I can only keep this feeling for a minute
Can only stare at a polaroid so long
Before the chromofilm blurs and the smiles
On our faces are gone
I crossed a line 5 yrs in the making
That the biggest eraser cant clear
And i'm rewinding everytime
I whispered that in your ear
As i laid on you
And your naked body
Looked just like i wanted it to
And i wanna be the inspiration
For your room going silent
I wanna feel you erupt
When i play your song
I wanna move you to tears when i say
"its over.. goodnight"
And the rest of your life
I get mad at myself for not acting myself
I get jealous at the thought of you out
I don't want you to think that its all that i'm
Thinking about
But goddamn i do
And everytime that i hear someone laugh,
It sounds just like you

"Letters" (2004)

When Canyons Ruled The City Lyrics- Butch Walker

Laurel was a girl i knew,
Made of dirt and stone
Pretty hip in younger times,
Now she sits alone
With a hundred thousand,
Beat up architectural disasters
She calls homes
Beverly glen was pretty
All the rich boys loved her curves
She tried to get the credit sometimes
More than she deserved
Like those cheesy 80's movies
She epitomized all things
We'd come to know
Beachwood was a boheme
From the sexy 60's scene
Grew up east of w. hollywood
And somewhere in between
All the madness laurel puts up with, but
Somehow always tolerates a scene
Nicols had a lot in common
With performing arts
A and r guys having cookouts
On her back with super stars
But she had some nasty habits and some
Roadwork to repair this drama queen
Sometimes beachwood yelled at laurel
On the terms of selling out
Then laurel yelled at beverly
For not knowing what life's about
With her trust fund friends and family,
It felt just like an earthquake
When she'd shout
And silverlake just stood there
With her nose up in the air
Pushing up her horn rimmed glasses saying,
I dont fucking care
Bout the drama all you idiots are buying,
Selling, leasing, up there
San fernando was a struggling actor
Drove a deli truck to the sets of porno
Movies, just trying to make a buck
While his pilot sits in escrow, he dreams of
Dating beverly one day

Sunny Day Real Estate Lyrics- Butch Walker

And yeah it's another sunny day
(outside of my rainy life)
Outside of my rainy life
(How long till I'm dry again)
Yeah it's another sunny day
(Drowning in the tears that I cry)
Drowning, how long till I'm dry again

Maybe It's Just me Lyrics- Butch Walker

Maybe it's just me, but you seem finally happy
I don't think I've seen your face just glow
Like a neon sign and maybe we should be alone for ever after,
Cause even thought the nights are long
At least I'll make it another day

Cause I can't live if you're not happy
I can't live if you cry,
But I can live without you if it makes you smile

And maybe things got weird after all that went down
Things were oh so clear,
That I could never get the right
So tell me what your plans are
And tell me what you're doing
The only thing I'll hold against me is a picture of you tonight

Cause I can't live if you're not happy
I can't live if you cry,
But I can live without you if it makes you smile
And I can't wait to see you rise
And I can't wait for you to shine
But I can wait for you if all you need is...

Time for you to think things over
Time to talk the drama down
It's not a contest of who'll try harder
Or who'll cross the finish line

And I can't live if you're not happy
I can't live if you cry,
But I can live without you if it makes you smile
And I can't wait to see you rise
And I can't wait for you to shine
But I can wait for you if all you need is time

Mixtape Lyrics- Butch Walker

You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you
You say goodnight, in my mind
I'm sleeping next to you
You drive away from my car crash of a heart
And I don't know

But you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more than that
About me and you

You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun
You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one
I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel
You don't know

Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the sad songs ain't so sad
I only wish that there was more than that
About me and you

[Bridge]
Oh, don't turn around and say bye again
Yeah it crushes my head when you call me
Your friend and I'm not the same person
From back in the day in the back of the class
That you thought was gay
No I can't find the words cause I lost them
The minute they fell out of my mouth
And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips
And just let me kiss 'em
And let's get messed up and listen to probably...

The best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more than that
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you
About me and you

#1 Summer Jam Lyrics- Butch Walker

Don't put another thing on my plate
My brain is so full of your face
I ate I counted the hours
Since the minute that I drove by you

And I got a scar where you saw me
Don't think I'll see you around

Come back Sunday (come back Sunday)
Everyday's a Monday
Now that you're gone
Come back Sunday (come back Sunday)
Before I got a minute
The minute was gone
Think you kinda dug me
But other guys are up above me
Trying to get to you cause I let you go

I like to think I'm a pretty slick guy
But something in the sunlight between your thighs
Turned me into mush with a certified crush on you

Oh, what a fool I must be
So far away from my world.

[Chorus]

And it's never been so weird
To be at the bottom looking up
And I went into this movie of blood and guts
Thinking I was the shit, I was all grown up
And I wonder, if you wonder, what we could be

So At Last Lyrics- Butch Walker

So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
But I don't ask why

I can feel it in my bones
I'm a careless season it started just the other day
And what'd you expect
That just for no reason I packed it in and drove away
Now I don't mean to pin this one on you, darlin'
It's time I found something good
When it comes right down
You're just one of many people that never really understood

So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
But I don't ask why

As I drove into a city painted on the desert
With everthing 10 miles high
Hard to believe that nobody will see what I see
Through my blood shot eyes
Now I don't mean to sound so young and naive
But I think we've found something good,
And now I can feel me leaving who I used to be
As we're driving into Hollywood

So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
But I don't ask why
So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
And now I know why

I can feel it in my bones
I'm a careless season it started when I woke today
And now that I'm here
It's all so very clear
The reason that I drove away
Now I don't mean to call so early now, darlin'
But the waves just feel so good
And I'll always come around
And watch the sun go down
Just like you knew I would

So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
But I don't ask why
So at last southern California
Sun sets like a long goodbye
I've been dreaming about it for days
And now I know why

Uncomfortably Numb Lyrics- Butch Walker

Detox, Detox where are you?
You coulda saved me from a disaster
What with all these cell phone numbers
It's gonna be weeks cleaning off my dresser

I love it I hate it
I can't live without
I love it I hate it, baby

The first time's the worst time
Then you become so uncomfortably numb
That you can't hide the fake smile
Stare into space with a look on your face
That says: gotta get outta Los Angeles
So blind I can't see
Gotta get outta Los Angeles
Gotta get Los Angeles
Outta me

Sober sober, send yourself over
I did it again last night
I wasted a good conversation
'bout music and God
On an outta work coked up, A&R guy

I love it I hate it
I can't live without
I love it I hate it, baby

The first time's the worst time
Then you become so uncomfortably numb
That you can't hide the fake smile
Stare into space with a look on your face
That says: gotta get outta Los Angeles
So blind I can't see
Gotta get outta Los Angeles
Gotta get Los Angeles
Outta me

Joan Lyrics- Butch Walker

Joan moved away to Colorado
Said she found God and a boyfriend as well.
One that won't hit her or make her feel shallow
There's a lot to learn about Joan

Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord
So she got to stay here for free
And I'm not a genius but I figured out
There's a lot to learn from Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right

I went to the closet to get dressed for work
When I spotted a box I had not seen before
With all kinds of letters that never got sent to a guy in Colorado since 1994
And I know it's wrong
But I sat and opened in no certain order
A letter or two she talked about blisters and bruises of anger
And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot
And the last letter said that she had to get out
But I couldn't make out the rest of the note
From the blood stains all over the page of the letters
There's a lot to learn
And there's a lot I learned about Joan

And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where you slowly misplaced your life
Oh and after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right

Don't Move Lyrics- Butch Walker

Good morning sunlight
As I get used to you
It's all gonna be all right
I did all I can do
And as I'm waiting for those eyes
To say what's on your mind
I finally think I've found the words to say...

So baby don't move at all
Cause you're about to break my fall
Stay where you are, staring at the stars
Don't ever move at all

So many black and white
Are made to be so blue
We've all got our wars to fight
But I won't fight with you
If I could just get your attention
I'd never let it go
Until you've felt what I am gonna say....

So baby don't move at all
Cause you're about to break my fall
Stay where you are, staring at the stars
Don't ever move at all

[Bridge]
Oh, why's it gotta be that everybody's gotta see the sadness
Everybody's lonely, we don't have to be lonely
Baby, no baby oh, I can move you like an earthquake
Listen to me as my hands shake
Cause I want you, I need you
I can't live without you, baby

Baby don't move at all
Cause you're about to break my fall
Stay where you are, staring at the stars
Don't ever move at all

Lights Out Lyrics- Butch Walker

There was a blackout in my heart in the summer of '03
I was walking over bridges
Tryin' to find my way to me
When the power was restored
I can't describe the damage done
This would be the first time
And no it wasn't fun

All these aging hipsters with another axe to grind
So put me on the battle field
Where hardcore goes to die

Can I get a hell yeah
(If you're as lost as I am)
Yeah dawg
(If you hate that expression)
Doggin' on others is now my profession
Since you blew the lights out in my heart

I'm feeling kinda bored so let's go charge up the car
Let's all put on those trucker hats
And head out to a bar
We'll end up in the standard in the bathroom
Doing coke this is very Hollywood
And yeah I get the joke

Everything tastes better
When the Novocaine sets in
So have a second helping of the ones you call your friends

Can I get a hell yeah
(If you're as lost as I am)
Yeah dawg
(If you hate that expression)
Doggin' on others is now my profession
Since you blew the lights out in my heart

Why don't ya all f-f-f-fade away

Vodka rhymes with lotsa
Bourbon rhymes with hurtin'
These are things I'm gonna feel
This much I know is certain

Can I get a hell yeah
(If you're as lost as I am)
Yeah dawg
(If you hate that expression)
Doggin' on others is now my profession
Since you blew the lights out in my heart

Best Thing You Never Had Lyrics- Butch Walker

Hello how you doing?
What's it like to ruin all my self esteem
Let me blow off some steam
For 5 years I've waited,
So why am I jaded to get back at you
What makes it cool

When you act like nothing ever happened
I feel like I should feel bad
But I can't like someone who thought
They're the only one that mattered
I hope that you're flattered
Cause you broke this down
The best thing that you never had

And it seems like a loss somehow
My heart got lost on the way to my head
And my brain cells are dead
And the craziness shows
Now I start to go when the green turns to red
And I should be dead

When you act like nothing ever happened
I feel like I should feel bad
But I can't like someone who thought
They're the only one that mattered
While my heart got shattered like romantic roadkill
My heart is all splattered your ego got fatter
And I hope that you're flattered
Cause you broke this down
The best thing that you never had

Like the toilet seat never got lifted
And I pissed on your confidence
When you weren't around, how can that be?
Don't turn this around
You were the one
Who drove my ass right to the ground

When you act like nothing ever happened
I feel like I should feel bad, and I can't like

Someone who thought
They're the only one that mattered
While my heart got shattered like romantic roadkill
My heart is all splattered your ego got fatter
And I hope that you're flattered
Cause you broke this down
You broke this down
The best thing, the best thing,
The best thing that you never had

You never had...

Race Cars And Goth Rock Lyrics- Butch Walker

I see him look at you and speak with such eloquence
All I can do is rhyme eloquence with presidence
It's the only word I think about
When your his and not mine...
(So unkind, so unkind)
And it gets so annoying like a chick magazine with 17 subscription cards shoved in between
They fall past my seat
And they land at my feet
Right next my pride, now can you beat that?

And what I can I say I come racecars and goth rock
And what can you do
You're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro overheated
But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash

7 days passed since your last break up note
With its shaky and scribbled out, started over, broken words
That you wrote you know having what you needed wasn't good enough for you
Never do, never do
And now you're in his house that's the size of a mall
I've never seen a grand piano look so fucking small
You know probably one of many things that are small about him too

And what I can I say I come racecars and punk rock
And what can you do
You're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro overheated
But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash

Can we just try to forget that we were ever very different
Cause the tattoo on your shoulder tells me baby that ain't true
But I like that in you, so quit tryin' to prove yourself
And wake up and lose yourself in me

And what I can I say I come racecars and cock rock
And what can you do
You're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro overheated
But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash

And what I can I say I come racecars and pop rocks
And what can you do
You're just California gridlock
I'm a broken down camaro overheated
But you'll never know you're the one that caused this crash

Promise Lyrics- Butch Walker

Well I fumbled for a pencil
And my I'm so sorry pad
And I wrote until I sprained my stupid brain
Well you know that there's a reason I made this up so fast
I though I'd never get a chance to say
What's on my mind, I'm never kind
When my vocabulary's secondary to a bottle of wine

But I promise I can love you
Just like a man
And I promise I can hold you
Like nobody can

I never knew the difference between bullshit and sincere
As long as it sounded good
While coming out
And I can't blame it on my father
He gave me my 1st beer
And he held my head back as I puked it out
What was I saying, there I go playing

The game I know so well
Talking about myself when it should be you

But I promise I can love you
Just like a man
And I promise I can hold you
Like nobody can

Thank-You Note Lyrics- Butch Walker

As she woke up for the final injection
The sickness was hard
When there was no one around
And it spread to her hands
And it spread to her legs
And they felt like the mud from the pond on the ground
That she played in as a kid
What she did to deserve this
While her friends were at parties
She was on the floor, with a mixture of blood
Sweat and tears by her head
That's when she said, can I be dead?
Yeah I've heard that before

So as I'm writing this thank you note
There's just one thing she wanted you to know
Just before she had to go, she said that she liked you

Just hung the painting that we found of London
I never saw the beauty of that city before
As it sat in our basement next to board games and year books
With a faint smell of must, dust and dog food on the floor

So as I'm writing this thank you note
There's just one thing she wanted you to know
Just before she had to go, she said that she liked you

"Left Of Self-Centered" (2002)

My Way Lyrics- Butch Walker

So you grew up in a town where everybody's all the same.
Like a city full of zombies going by the same name.
Saying "Eat this", "Wear that," Think ya know just where it's at,
when everybody's just alike, Now tell me how you deal with that!
This much is true, So here's the finger let me say it.

There's the right way, then there's my way
there's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it.
So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say.
I'll be my way. If you don't like it you can take it.

You got the ultimate song, but you're fuckin' up the words
and you're falling from the bridge that goes straight into the verse.
They're sayin' "Do this", "Do that", tell ya how to wear your hat.
If everyone was just alike I don't think I could deal with that.
This much is true, So can ya hear me as I'm saying, .

There's the right way, then there's my way,
there's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it.
So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say.
I'll be my way. If you don't like it you can take it.

I don't want to be the one who does everything like I'm told to. [repeat 4]

There's the right way, then there's my way, there's a highway, [repeat 2]

if you don't like it you can take it.
So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say.
I'll be my way. If you don't like it you can take it.

There's the right way, then there's my way,
there's a highway, if you don't like it you can take it.
So just talk away, I don't hear a word you say.
I'll be my way. If you don't like it you can take it.

I don't want to be the one who does everything like I'm told to. [repeat 3]

Suburbia Lyrics- Butch Walker

Oh! Well, remember the guy who was a football star?
He had it made with the ladies but he never got far.
Five years past, now he's gotten kind of fat,
working eight days a week at the Laundromat.
With his Momma and his Daddy breathing down his neck,
about everything he does so much it makes him sick.
So he sits home alone, with the game on TV,
as the crowd goes wild he says, "That coulda been me!"

Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia.
Best not let it get the best of you.
Is it everything you thought it would be?

Remember playing games at the rich kid's home?
His Dad owned a bank, while his mom was alone.
Everyday with the mailman, the trash man, lawn guy...
Kid didn't look a damn thing like his Dad (I knew why)
He grew up got a job making eighty grand a year
Had a wife and kid, all the guys call a queer
But his dad never knew, he was too blind to see
he said, "Guess it kinda ran in the family".

Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia
Best not let it get the best of you
Is it everything you thought it would be?

Remember the girl down the street with the kids
That used to come outside, but she never did?
(why?) 'Cause she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her,
'cause he hit her in the face with an old space heater. (ow!)
and he came home drunk and tried to force sex on her
But he didn't see a 44 stuffed in the covers
So she waited 'til he came, he lie there naked
Before she blew his head off, she told him she'd been faking
all along, so long for everything you done wrong
Here's a bullet, go to hell, 'cause its where you belong!

Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia
Best not let it get the best of you
Is it everything you thought it would be?
Just another day in Suburbia, Yeah, this is how we're living in Suburbia
Best not let it get the best of you
Is it everything you want it to be?

No one understands it, no one comprehends it
Guess you had to be there, from the outside looking in.
So I put my Outkast record on,
turn up the volume 'cause I'm all alone and scream away.

Remember the cutest couple in the world
Ya know he was the punk and she was Daddy's little girl.
and graduation came and she wanted him to stay
he had bigger better dreams waiting out in L.A.
She cried and he cried as the plane flew away
She never, ever, wanted it to end this way.
Two years later she reads in the news,
he'd gone on to be a big star but nobody knew.
'cause he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same,
'cause every song he wrote, was about her, he claimed.
he never got to tell her 'cause he died that year,
from all of the coke, and the pills, and the beer,
and the whole world cried, but just for one day
'cause sooner or later, the pain goes away.

Just another day in Suburbia, it's a beautiful day in Suburbia
Best not let it get the best of you
Is it everything you thought it would be?
Just another day in Suburbia, Yeah, this is how we're living in Suburbia
Best not let it get the best of you
Is it everything you want it to be?

Just another day [repeat 6]

Trouble Lyrics- Butch Walker

Partied at a house 'til four,
came out from a closet door, makeup all over my face.
We just do what people do, how was I to know that you
were gonna turn around and say,
"Somethin's not right", somethin' that night.

Since you gave in, I gave out.
I put in, you put out.
and you screamed and I shouted.
Now we're both in lots'a trouble.
You gave in, I gave out
I put in, you put out.
And now somethin' about it says
we're both in lots'a trouble.
Both in lots'a trouble, yeah yeah.

No one knows about the mess we got ourselves into, I guess,
responsibility slapped my face.
and how I'll never look at you, without being a part of you.
I know you're scared of what we gotta face.
But I'll hold you tight, and be your nightlight.

Cause you gave in, I gave out. [repeat 2]
I put in, you put out.
And you screamed and I shouted
now we're both in lots'a trouble.
You gave in, I gave out
I put in, you put out
And now something' about it says
we're both in lots'a trouble
Both in lots'a trouble,
Both in lots'a trouble,
yeah yeah.

Alicia Amnesia Lyrics- Butch Walker

She drives a black Iroc with hot pink leather.
Got a good butt, but can't remember whether
she's a good girl or she's bad, or count the sex she's had.
Comes home late with grocery sacks
and brothers in his hat, doin' Michael Jackson.
Doesn't know her dad, since he dropped her on her head.
and if there's one thing I can say, is she takes all my breath away.

She doesn't know my name.
She doesn't know her name.
Every time that I call, she can't remember at all.
and that's the last I fall for Alicia

She got a summer job at the mall in town.
Sellin' shiny clothes to the bands in town,
who are trying to be so cool,
and they always make her drool.
Takes all I have to say "hey"
when she's cleaning out the manic, panic, hair dye trays,
and I can always bet, she'll ask me if we've met.

If there's one thing I can say, (one thing I can say)
every time that she walks away,
She doesn't know my name.
She doesn't know her name.
Every time that I call, she can't remember at all,
and that's the last I fall for Alicia (Alicia) Amnesia (Amnesia)

Every time that I call, she can't remember at all,
and that's the last I fall for you! Alicia
Amnesia.

Sober Lyrics- Butch Walker

Can you please, remind me how you feel?
This emptiness is real, I can't bear the thought of it.
and please, remind me how to smile, I lost track after awhile.
Is happiness so hard to get?

Is it me, or is this over?
As I got sober, I watched you fade away.
Is it me, or is this ending?
As I was pretending, I watched you fade away.

I didn't know, that time could move so slow,
when you've got nowhere to go, the silence is so deafening.
Waking up, on the wrong side of your mind.
How could I have been so blind, to see I'm losing everything?

Is it me, or is this over?
As I got sober, I watched you fade away.
Is it me, or is this ending?
As I was pretending, I watched you fade away.

Oh, Sooner or later, we gotta stop this elevator.
You go your way and I'll go mine, I'm sure that I'll be fine.

Now is it me, or is this over?
As I got sober, I watched you fade away.
Is it me, or is this ending?
As I was pretending, I watched you fade away.
Sober, as I got sober.
As I got sober, I watched you fade, I watched you fade.