01 / I Am Trying to Break Your Heart
I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I'm hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you?
Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning
Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers
This is not a joke, so please stop smiling
What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt?
I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming
Take it from the inside, baby hold on tight
You were so right when you said I've been drinking
What was I thinking when we said good night?
I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn
You're quite a quiet domino, bury me now
Take off your Band-Aid because I don't believe in touchdowns
What was I thinking when we said hello?
I'd always thought that if I held you tightly
You'd always love me like you did back then
Then I fell asleep and the city kept blinking
What was I thinking when I let you back in?
I am trying to break your heart
I am trying to break your heart
But still, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy
I am trying to break your heart
Disposable Dixie-cup drinking
I assassin down the avenue
I'm hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you?
(... Loves you
I'm the man who loves you)
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02 / Kamera
I need a camera to my eye
To my eye, reminding
Which lies have I been hiding
Which echoes belong
I've counted out
The days to see how far
I've driven in the dark
With echoes in my heart
Phone my family
Tell 'em I'm lost on the sidewalk
And no, it's not okay
I smashed a camera
I wanna know why
To my eye, deciding
Which lies have I been hiding
Which echoes belong
I'm counting on
A heart I know by heart
To walk me through this war
Where memories distort
Phone my family
Tell 'em I'm lost on the sidewalk
And no, it's not okay
I've counted out
And no one knows how far
(Tell 'em I'm lost)
I've driven in the dark
(Tell 'em I'm lost)
With echoes in my heart
(Tell 'em I'm lost)
Phone my family
Tell 'em I'm lost
Yeah, I'm lost
And no, it's not okay
No, it's not okay
No, it's not okay
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03 / Radio Cure
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey, kisses, clouds of fluff
Shoulders shrugging off
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words
Picking apples for the kings and queens
Of things I've never seen
Oh, distance has no way
Of making love understandable
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey, kisses, clouds of fluff
Picking apples for the kings and queens
Of things I've never seen
Oh, distance has no way
Of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way
Of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way
Of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way
Of making love understandable
Cheer up, honey, I hope you can
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04 / War on War
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
It's a war on war
There's a war on
You're gonna lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
Let's watch the miles flying by
Let's watch the miles flying by
You are not my typewriter
But you could be my demon
Moving forward through flaming doors
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
If you want to want to be alive
Okay
You have to lose
You have to lose
You have to learn how to die
If you want to want to be alive
You have to die
You have to die
You have to learn how to die
If you want to want to be alive
Okay
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05 / Jesus, Etc.
Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Don't cry
You can rely on me honey
You can come by any time you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Our love
Our love
Our love is all we have
Our love
Our love is all of God's money
Everyone is a burning sun
Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies turning your orbit around
Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around
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06 / Ashes of American Flags
The cash machine is blue and green
For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee
I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents
On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes
I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a fuck
How hot and sorrowful, this machine begs for luck
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
I want a good life with a nose for things
Fresh wind and bright sky to enjoy my suffering
A hole without a key if I break my tongue
Speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
I'm down on my hands and knees every time the doorbell rings
I shake like a toothache when I hear myself sing
All my lies are only wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
I would like to salute
The ashes of American flags
And all the fallen leaves
Filling up shopping bags
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07 / Heavy Metal Drummer
Oh, I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands
I used to go see on the landing in the summer
She fell in love with the drummer
She fell in love with the drummer
She fell in love
Shiny, shiny pants and bleached blond hair
A double kick drum by the river in the summer
She fell in love with the drummer
Another then another
She fell in love
I miss the innocence I've known
Playing Kiss covers, beautiful and stoned
Unlock my body and move myself to dance
Moving warm liquid, flowing blowing glass
Classical music blasting masks are ringing in my ears
Oh, I sincerely miss those heavy metal bands
I used to go see on the landing in the summer
She fell in love with the drummer
She fell in love with another
She fell in love
I miss the innocence I've known
Playing Kiss covers, beautiful and stoned
I miss the innocence I've known
Playing Kiss covers, beautiful and stoned
Playing Kiss covers, beautiful and stoned
Playing Kiss covers beautiful and stoned
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08 / I'm the Man Who Loves You
All I can see is black and white
And white and pink with blades of blue
That lay between the words I think on a page
I was meaning to send to you
I couldn’t tell if it’d bring my heart
The way I wanted when I started
Writing this letter to you
But if I could you know I would
Just hold your hand and you’d understand
I’m the man who loves you
All I can be is a busy sea
Of spinning wheels and hands that feel for
Stones to throw and feet that run but
Come back home
It made no difference
Ever known, it made no difference
Ever known to me
But if I could you know I would
Just hold your hand and you’d understand
I’m the man who loves you
All I can see is black and white
And white and pink with blades of blue
That lay between the words I think on a page
I was meaning to send to you
I couldn’t tell if it’d bring my heart
The way I wanted when I started
Writing this letter to you
But if I could you know I would
Just hold your hand and you’d understand
I’m the man who loves you
I’m the man who loves you
I’m the man who loves you
I’m the man who loves you
I’m the man who loves you
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09 / Pot Kettle Black
Crazy rides rockets
Where's your magic wand?
Empty out your pockets
Words without a song
I, myself, have found a real rival in myself
I am hoping for a re-arrival of my health
Sleeping eye sockets
Baby, suck your thumb
I'll keep you in my locket
A string I never strum
It's become so obvious
You are so oblivious to yourself
Tied in a knot
But I'm not gonna get caught
Calling a pot kettle black
Every song's a comeback
Every moment's a little bit later
Lazy locomotives
Wherever you may roll
I think you have no motive
I know you have no home
It's become so obvious
You are so oblivious to yourself
Tied in a knot
But I'm not gonna get caught
Calling a pot kettle black
Every song's a comeback
Every moment's a little bit later
Every moment's a little bit later
Every moment's a little bit later
Every moment's a little bit later
Tied in a knot
But I'm not gonna get caught
Calling a pot kettle black
I'm not gonna get caught
Calling a pot kettle black
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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10 / Poor Places
It's my father's voice trailing off
Sailors sailing off in the morning
For the air-conditioned rooms
At the top of the stairs
His jaw's been broken
His bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled
And I really want to see you tonight
There's bourbon on the breath
Of the singer you love so much
He takes all his words from the books
That you don't read anyway
His jaw's been broken
His bandage is wrapped too tight
His fangs have been pulled
And I really want to see you tonight
Someone ties a bow
In my backyard to show me love
My voice is climbing walls
Smoking and I wanted love
My jaw's been broken
My heart is wrapped in ice
My fangs have been pulled
And I really want to see you tonight
And it makes no difference to me
How they cried all over overseas
When it's hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not going outside
They cried all over overseas
It makes no difference to me
When it's hot in the poor places tonight
I'm not going outside
("Yankee, Hotel, Foxtrot")
It's hot in the poor places tonight
("Yankee, Hotel, Foxtrot")
I'm not going outside
("Yankee, Hotel, Foxtrot")
I'm not going outside
("Yankee, Hotel, Foxtrot")
I'm not going outside
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11 / Reservations
How can I convince you, it's me I don't like
And not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes
When I've always been distant
And I've always told lies for love
I'm bound by these choices, so hard to make
I'm bound by the feeling, so easy to fake
None of this is real enough to take me from you
Oh, I've got reservations
About so many things
But not about you
I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say
How can I get closer and be further away
From the truth that proves it's beautiful to lie
Oh, I've got reservations
About so many things
But not about you
Oh, I've got reservations
About so many things
But not about you
Not about you
Not about you
Not about you
It's not about you
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