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OTHER SONGS
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Who makes up all the rules about those girls I
want?
Who tells them all to laugh? Who tells them all to talk about me? And I'm not sure what my purpose is for being here Why do they, why do they Always kick me in the groin when I come near (And I'm not complaining it just hurts after a bit) I don't know what I'm feeling I'm just so sick of seeing All those dumb, lame, and retarded broads Who often just sit kick back As I am not so relaxed I often wonder why they act so odd Because no worse a time When it's just your time to Think you should make your move It doesn't work as your just a jerk with no excuse What about that situation All night procrastination Takes you to the point when you lead her to her door There is nothing left there to say I guess you best be on your way But before you go you got to do that chore No worse a time When it's just your time to Think you should make your move It doesn't work as your just a jerk with no excuse Please won't you buy in I'm always trying I keep on trying There's only so much pride that I can lose I hope that when you see me You don't see right through me Come on now, honestly I'm so sick of ending up without a clue |
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I hear the phone, it rings so violently
Can't leave my room, can't breathe since she left me I will admit, I hate those things I said Girls always cry, guys will never admit they did Hold on, hold on hold on, hold on Don't tell me that it's over I'm not used to this temptation And when you come back running There's no use for explaination I think things aren't too hopeful Even with my expert knowledge Most girls get them in trouble Because they are rarely honest What's with the jokes, all the routines they play Screw with my head, now I cave in till they their way Guys like to run, chicks like to yell, you see Guys hate to fight, girls think it's therapy Hold on, hold on hold on, hold on Don't tell me that it's over I'm not used to this temptation And when you come back running There's no use for explaination I think things aren't too hopeful Even with my expert knowledge Most girls get them in trouble Because they are rarely honest Hold on, hold on hold on, hold on Don't tell me that it's over I'm not used to this temptation and when you come back running there's no use for explaination I think things aren't too hopeful Even with my expert knowledge Most girls get them in trouble Because they are rarely honest Don't tell me that it's over I'm not used to this temptation And when you come back running There's no use for explaination I think things aren't too hopeful Even with my expert knowledge Most girls get them in trouble Because they are rarely honest Don't tell me that it's over I'm not used to this temptation |
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Outside the carollers start to sing
I can't explain the joy they bring Cos joy is something they don't bring me My girlfriend is by my side From our roof is hanging sickles of ice Their whiney voices get irritating It's christmas time again So I stand with a dead smile on my face Wondering how much of my time they'll waste Oh god I hate these satan's helpers And then I guess I must have snapped Cos I grabbed a baseball bat And made them all run for shelter Its christmas time... again Its time to be nice to the people I can't stand... all year I'm growing tired of all this christmas cheer You people scare me Please stay away from my home If you don't wanna get me down Just leave the presents and let me be alone Well I guess it's not cool to freak on christmas eve Cos the cops came and arrested me They had an unfair advantage And even though the jail didn't have a tree Christmas came a night early Cos a guy named Bubber unwrapped my package Its christmas time... again Its time to be nice to the people I can't stand... all year I'm growing tired of all this christmas cheer You people scare me Please stay away from my home If you don't wanna get me down Just leave the presents and let me be alone I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas day I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas day I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas I won't be home...I won't be home for christmas day |
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A freight train to the right
Feeling that string of pride It's fucking with me, it's fucking with you All's fair in love and war until you say it isn't But you're wrong Words on the back of flyers My clothes are in the dryer It means nothing, nothing is changing La Familia is dead and gone The children grew up and moved on Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time I'm only asking for what is mine I wanted everything, I got it And now I'm gonna throw it away Prime select and a box of glazed Pulling fly-bys on days when we were young and innocent Elbow-drop Sundays when Mark Eaton got beat to shit Laughing at the bands we hate All the spots we used to skate They're still there, but we've gone our own ways I know it's for the best, but sometimes I wonder Will I ever have friends like this again Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time I'm only asking for what is mine I wanted everything I got it And now I'm gonna throw it away Is it too much to ask for the things to work out this time I'm only asking for what is mine I wanted everything I got it And now I'm gonna throw it away You're gonna drown in the mess you make Your self-inflicted hate You turn your back on the friends you lose When they don't follow all your rules But people are what they wanna be They're not lemmings to the sea Maybe it's time you looked at yourself And stoped blaming life on someone else |
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So sorry, it's over
So sorry, it's over There's so much more that I wanted and There's so much more that I needed and Time keeps moving on and on and on Soon well all be gone Let's take some time to talk this over Youre out of line and rarely sober We can't depend on your excuses Cause in the end it's fucking useless You can only lean on me for so long Bring the ship about to watch a friend drown Sit out on the ledge begged you to come down You can only lean on me for so long I remember shots without a chaser Absent minded thoughts, now you'e a stranger Cover up the scars put on your gameface Left you in the bar to try and save face You can only lean on me for so long Bring the ship about to watch a friend drown Sit out on the ledge, begged you to come down You can only lean on me for so long So sorry it's over, so sorry it's over There's so much more that I wanted and There's so much more that I needed and Time keeps moving on and on and on soon well all be gone Man on a mission Can't say I miss him around Insider information hand in your resignation Loss of a good friend best of intentions I found Tight lipped procrastination Yeah later, see you around |
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I guess it's only the men
Who get fucked now and again We take our chicks to the mall We wait in parking stalls And when we come home too late She's pissed that she had to wait And my excuse not to call It never worked at all Time to wake up Where's your daughter Hurt's to break up She was stronger All my friends say Please don't love her What did i gain? now I miss her so I used to hate the lipstick It stained and tasted so sick The pantyhose and the bras She threw on my guitars Shit, fuck I made a mistake I thought i needed a break The truth is i'm such a dick It's broke and can't be fixed Time to wake up Where's your daughter Hurt's to break up She was stronger All my friends say Please don't love her What did i gain? now I miss her so If you wanna call it a heartache Then i shouldn't regret those things I miss her If you want the pain to go away Better suck up your pride and admit You lost her Let her go Move on Let her go Move on Let her go |
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Watching your house shrink away
In my rearview mirror As I drive away Wishing that I could take back all those words That meant nothing that I didn't say I'm trying to be what you want me to be But it's so damn hard to keep playing the part Of the fool, week after week I think you need some time alone You say you want someone to call your own Open your eyes, you can suck in your pride You can live your life all on your own Is this all going to be just another time That we play this game? I've tried to convince you that things could be different But somehow they end up the same But what did you expect from me? What am I supposed to do? You say that you're starting to feel Like you're getting lost Well, I do too I don't wanna live this lie again I know I'll get it right but I don't know when I'll open my eyes, I've got something inside I'll just jack off in my room until then It's never over 'til it's done And I don't think that you're the one It's never over 'til it's done And I don't think that you're the one |
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I'm wasting time thinking about a girl
And stealing her away from her world She and I would run away I think of all the things that I'd say We'd talk about important things And I picture it in my dreams She'd teach me about modern art And I'd show her it's okay to fart and Maybe I'd impress her By being in a band and Maybe if I act real tough She'd let me hold her hand and Maybe I'll win her heart By writing this song about her Sometimes I sit at home and Wonder if she's sitting at home Thinking of me and wondering if I'm Sitting at home, thinking about her Or am I just wasting my time Remembering how she laughed at Kinko's When I made fun of that guy Remembering the look she gave me When I told her that I used to fry I really want to ask her out But my ego could never take it And even if I got the balls You know that the Cougar would never make it And maybe I'd impress her By being in a band and Maybe if I act real tough She'd let me hold her hand and Maybe I'll win her heart By writing this song about her Sometimes I sit at home and Wonder if she's sitting at home Thinking of me and wondering if I'm Sitting at home, thinking about her Or am I just wasting my time Am I just wasting my time Am I just wasting my time Am I just wasting my time Wasting my time thinking about a girl |
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I'm sick of always hearing all those sad songs
on the radio
All day it is there to remind an oversensitive guy that he is lost and alone I hate our favorite restuarant, our favorite movie, our favorite show We would stay up all through the night We would laugh and get high Never answer the phone I can't forgive, can't forget, can't give in What went wrong Cause you said this was right You fucked up my life I'm sick of always hearing sappy love songs on the radio This place its fucking cursed and its plauged and i can Never escape when my heart it explodes I can't forgive, can't forget, can't give in What went wrong Cause you said this was right You fucked up my life |
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With all those words you bring
Why do you say what you don't mean? To those people who don't care about one thing that you might need And you just don't know Your actions always shine the most To those people who don't care if you end up alone You need some time to sew All those bridges that you burned Cos there's nothing left to bring To someone who just won't learn Have you made up your mind? How have you known what you decide To those people who just think that you are telling lies So I give up I made it clear as it can be To those people who don't care about one thing that you might need You need some time to sew All those bridges that you burned Cos there's nothing left to bring To someone who just won't learn You need some time to sew All those bridges that you burned Cos there's nothing left to bring To someone who just won't learn |
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I'm feeling what I want to feel
I'm saying what I've said all along Because I know the things that are important to me Because life is too short to be long And those thought that I've kept inside With those words that I could not hide Because those times that always remind me That all I ever did was try So change your tune One step to make a stand I want to speak my mind Start my own African tribe I'm alone, now run into the deepest pile of shit Cause that's where I'm going to blend in Those choices that I've never made With those decisions that once cut me a break Cause after all whats's left in the end There's somethings they just can't take So take a bow, well you're not that great Go pat your back, go off and masturbate Cause one thing that you know for sure Your hand is not a lonesome date So change your tune One step to make a stand I want to speak my mind Start my own African tribe I'm alone, now run into the deepest pile of shit Cause that's where I'm going to blend in |
 
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