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Two jumps in a week,
I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy?
Flying on your motorcycle,
watching all the ground beneath you drop
You'd kill yourself for recognition,
kill yourself to never, ever stop
You broke another mirror,
you're turning into something you are not

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Drying up in conversation,
you'll be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces,
you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you
when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit on you,
you'll be the one screaming out

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

Oh, it's the best thing that you ever had,
the best thing that you ever, ever had.
It's the best thing that you ever had,
the best thing you have had has gone away.

Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high,
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

So you've been knocked and you've been thrown
And you've run all the way back home
Saying you were searching for a reason
And you cried years so much before
You won't cry much anymore
Roll with the punches
Gonna leave it all behind
These highway signs are
A sign of the time

If you wanna spin
Get yourself back in the game again
Throw down your money
Maybe you could win
But this world won't stop
So never stop, just spin

I've been there once or twice before
Destiny knocking at my door
But destiny only seemed to erase
The happiness once where the ruins replaced

And you said this world treated you cruel
Played with your head, then played you the fool
Leave it all behind, don't let it get you down
If anything, you can be a clown

If you wanna spin
Get yourself back in the game again
Throw down your money
Maybe you could win
But this world won't stop
So never stop, just spin

And this place is cold
And you're feeling older now
And your body hangs
And you fear you won't get out
Suck it up, breathe it deep
Wake up from this creeping sleep
Turn around and around and around and around
Yeah, just spin

If you wanna spin
Get yourself back in the game again
Throw down your money
Maybe you could win
But this world won't stop
So never stop, just spin

You little creep,
That's what she said,
these quotes from your mother, get better every day.
And you'll be nothing, just like your father,
at least that's what the kids at school say.

And Jamie spent her Christmas at the Airport,
She said planes made her feel like she could get away.
And I spent Christmas in a detox ward,
I wish I had an Airport...
Someday...
Cause somedays are just so hard

And we hung like space stations and rocketships
And dreamed like we were things of the sky
We dressed like kings and queens and lovers
And shouted out into the night "we're never gonna die"
And I've waited here for hours, hoping that you'd call
And my dialing finger's tired, and your machine is full
And I've taken 18 showers just to pass the time
And that fucking phone just rang, but it wasn't you on the line.
(And you don't seem to mind)

And it was New Year's Eve, but I was thinking of the summer,
knowing that at midnight you wouldn't be around.
And they say children make the greatest soldiers,
they do just like they're told,
and take up less space on the ground.
And it seems to me that we'd been here before

Where were you when I was at the airport,
where were you when i wanted to fly
Tell me where you were when i was at the airport,
these planes fall from the sky.

And I wish I had an airport, somedays
Cause some days are just so hard

Letters to Noelle
Marked up cardboard boxes fell
I fell with them
Crushed like them
I am

Letters to Noelle
Years of waiting, nothing fading
Emptied out my pen
Carved the rest into my hand

Letters to Noelle
Written from my darkest cell
Filling up my wishing well
Waiting on their return

But the driveway's clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I'm moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You're gonna get what you deserve

Letter to Noelle
I see them in a box inside a case
That she keeps locked up in a place
I'll never be

Letters to Noelle
I emptied out my veins onto a page
Set to a scream you just can't gauge
She cannot see what's inside of me

But the driveway's clear
You pray for silence
Step into my quiet violence
Do you see pictures in my words?
Standing still, I'm moving faster
Searching out my next disaster
You're gonna get what you deserve

Letters to Noelle
Tied on ribbons in my brain
Obsession don't give way to pain
I know that now

I know that now

Departures are so hard
You say
Packing up your things
Your necklaces and rings
Your darvidan and morphine

You can't believe the actor
Smacked her
Gave her a black eye
There's something in a western winter
Where it's easier to say
Goodbye, Goodbye

These yellow lights
are turning red (turning red)
You starve your heart
You starve your head
And when its over
You go back to bed

I don't want a job
I don't want to go to school
I don't want a job
I've got more important things to do

You keep in touch with old friends
I keep in touch with you
Your begging me to make
Every little word count
I don't now but I used to
You still do drugs
I still play games
You prefer not knowing I call you names
In flights of fancy
Grandeur and fame
Goodbye goodbye

These yellow lights
are turning red (turning red)
You starve your heart
You starve your head
And when its over
You go back to bed

I don't want a job
I don't want to go to school
I don't want a job
I've got more important things to do

Wake up to the thought of you
It's december, remember
How cold it was in my garage
You sat with your legs crossed
and your heart lost
mine lost in losing you
Street lights like a christmas tree
But the fires aren't burning
Cuz it's 80 degrees
and I'd like to have you alone
In my favorite cologne
With the air on your hair
and we're still getting stoned
It's a shame the games we play
But I like it that way

These yellow lights
are turning red (turning red)
You starve your heart
You starve your head
And when its over
You go back to bed

I don't want a job
I don't want to go to school
I don't want a job
I've got more important things to do

More important things to do
Than you

She's out of school again
But she won't be calling from where she is going
the lines are jammed this time
what could a girl like her need with a slacker like me

If I were a terrorist
I'd bomb you're graduation
If I were a terrorist
there'd be no hesitation

So I'm going on tour with the band
She said "stay for the summer" but she don't understand
That the radio plays what they want you to hear
and I want them to play you your love song this year

If I were a terrorist
I'd bomb you're graduation
If I were a terrorist
there'd be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones
This is the year my girlfriends leaving home

She'll probably end up with a frat guy
She'll probably get pinned while I sleep in the van
I'm sure she'll be home for thanksgiving
I'll send her a picture of me making out with a fan.... And.....

If I were a terrorist
I'd bomb you're graduation
If I were a terrorist
there'd be no hesitation
The cameras are flashing
Her black robe is passing
and there I am chilled to my bones

This is the year my girlfirends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
this is the year my girlfriends leaving
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