Battle Vs. The War lyrics - Butch Walker
Enemy lines
Drawn the same time
Who will lie?
Give it all back
Fade it to black
And watch it die
And you never see it coming
You just wave it good-bye
And it’s gone
So I’ll sing us down the river
We’ll pick up and carry on
Even though we never really knew what for
Took a good long look at failure
‘Til I couldn’t anymore
I won the battle
But we lost the war
Pictures of life
Taken at night
With you blurred out
Funny some how,
I see it clear now
And hear the sounds
Of the trains at the station
Where I first picked you up
I let you down.
So I’ll sing us down the river
We’ll pick up and carry on
Even though we never really knew what for
Took a good long look at failure
‘Til I couldn’t anymore
I won the battle
But we lost the war
So I’ll sing us down the river
We’ll pick up and carry on
Even though we never really knew what for
Took a good long look at failure
‘Til we couldn’t anymore
We won the battle
But we lost the war
Better Now lyrics - Butch Walker
(originally by Post Malone)
You prolly think that you are better now, better now
You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
You know I say that I am better now, better now
I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
Oh-oh
I did not believe that it would end, no
Everything came second to the Benzo
You're not even speakin' to my friends, no
You knew all my uncles and my aunts though
Twenty candles, blow 'em out and open your eyes
We were lookin' forward to the rest of our lives
Used to keep my picture posted by your bedside
Now it's in your dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's [?]
Drinkin' whisky and I'm tryna forget
But I can't get this shit outta my head
You prolly think that you are better now, better now
You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
You know I say that I am better now, better now
I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
Oh-oh
I seen you with your other dude
He seemed like he was pretty cool
I was so broken over you
Life it goes on, what can you do?
I just wonder what it's gonna take
Another house, another diamond ring
Because no matter how my life has changed
I keep on looking back on better days
You prolly think that you are better now, better now
You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
You know I say that I am better now, better now
I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
Oh-oh
I promise
I swear to you, I'll be okay
You're only the love of my life
You prolly think that you are better now, better now
You only say that 'cause I'm not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
You know I say that I am better now, better now
I only say that 'cause you're not around, not around
You know I never meant to let you down, let you down
Woulda gave you anything, woulda gave you everything
Oh-oh
End Of The World (One More Time) lyrics - Butch Walker
One more time…
Something weird happened on the way to the store
Trying to buy a rifle and a record and more
Shocked like a cattle-prod
Hit me on the head
Like a premonition from a prophet in red
Sky rockets in sight
Get ready for a fight
Hey Hey!
It’s gonna get ugly like a hacked-off hand
For reaching for a little more than the common man
All in good time
The cut’s gonna heal
Even in the worst sun
Burn’s gotta peel
We get to the bottom
I can see the sign
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
Synchronized dancer’s like zombies in the street
Singing for a supper that you never wanna eat
Taking what they’re giving
But the giving is pissed
Looking at guitars
Like, “What the hell’s this?”
Sky rockets in flight
Get ready for a fight
Hey Hey!
I can see the headlines
Ain’t no joke
The party finally stopped
When the laptop broke
All in good time
The cut’s gonna heal
Even in the worst sun
Burn’s gotta peel
We get to the bottom
I can see the sign
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
Hey Hey!
Don’t worry ‘bout me
I’m doing just fine
Standing on the street corner
Flipping this sign
Working while the DJ drinks his wine
While an auto-pilot iPod
Shuffles in time
Sky rockets in sight
Get ready for the fight
We gotta go to battle
If we wanna win the war
Time to stop the party
When your hair gets sore
But all in good time
The cut’s gonna heal
Even in the worst sun
Burn’s gotta peel
We get to the bottom
I can see the sign
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
It’s the end of the world
Yeah, one more time
Hey Hey!
Eye Of The Tiger lyrics - Butch Walker
(originally by Survivor)
Rising up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times it happens too fast
You trade your passion for your glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
Face to face, out in the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds still we take to the street
For the kill with the skill to survive
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
It's the eye of the tiger
It's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor
Stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye...
Open Happiness lyrics - Butch Walker (with Cee-Lo Green, Patrick Stump (from Fall Out Boy), Brendon Urie (from Panic! at the Disco), Travie McCoy (from Gym Class Heroes), Janelle Monáe, Polow Da Don)
Well hello, is this thing on?
Is anybody listening?
A brand new day has begun
The first thing that I want do
Make sure that you feel it too
So I'm not the only one
C'mon and lift me up, it's a brand new day
Open up a little happiness today
So I can be someone new (so I can be someone new)
C'mon and lift me up to a better way
Open up a smile on another face
So I can feel something new
Open up, open up some happiness [4x]
Ahem ahem
Let me clear my throat
So you can hear clearly every word spoke
Today I woke feeling lovely
Happiness overflowin' knowin' somebody loves me
Just think yesterday I was down and out
Now there's not a single thing for me to frown about
And the same thing can happen to you
Smiling so hard my mouth look like a capital "U"
Yeah, I want the sun to shine
All the time
Is that too much to ask
Oh, I want to have some fun
I want all my friends to come
'Cause it's now or never
Learn the words and sing together
C'mon and lift me up, it's a brand new day
Open up a little happiness today
So I can be someone new (so I can be someone new)
C'mon and lift me up to a better way
Open up a smile on another face
So I can feel something new
Your heart deserves your trust
A choice made by all of us
The sun will come back tomorrow
There's a message in the bottle
So come on I'll meet you there
There's enough sunshine to share
As long as you know
The bridge between us is a rainbow
C'mon and lift me up, it's a brand new day
Open up a little happiness today
So I can be someone new (so I can feel something new)
C'mon and lift me up to a better way
Open up a smile on another face
So I can feel something new
Open up, open up, open happiness
Open up, open up some happiness [3x]
Open up, open up, open happiness [6x]
Walkin' Back To Georgia lyrics - Butch Walker, Elizabeth Cook & Katie Pruitt
(originally by Jim Croce)
Well I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
All I own is on my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Mmm...
I'm walkin' back to Georgia
She's the only one who knows
How it feels when you lose a dream
And how it feels when you dream alone
She's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Mmm...
Georgia, can you hear me callin'?
I'll be home in just a while
And if I had to I'd be crawlin'
Just to share another mornin' smile
You're the girl who said you loved me
On that hot dusty long ago
And if you're still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Mmm...
'Cause I'm walkin' back to Georgia
And I hope she will take me back
Nothin' in my pockets
All I own is on my back
But she's the girl who said she loved me
On that hot dusty Macon road
And if she's still around, I'm gonna settle down
With that hard lovin' Georgia girl
Mmm...
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
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
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
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....
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
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
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.
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.
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
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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....
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
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
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
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
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..
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
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
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
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
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