Photobooth lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
So pack a change of clothes, 'cause it's time to move on.
Technicolor Girls lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Technicolor girls are always on the phone
talking about their homes
and the conversations continue endlessly.
Technicolor boys, transistor radios
blasting their treble tones
and the arguments are disputed after school,
in the parking lot as the teachers bend the rules.
Patiently you waited for a courting boy's embrace,
then everyone would know.
But the letter jacket wasn't yours to own
and it proves to be on temporary loan.
And as they all grow older the truth will be understood,
cause we never turn out the way we thought we would.
talking about their homes
and the conversations continue endlessly.
Technicolor boys, transistor radios
blasting their treble tones
and the arguments are disputed after school,
in the parking lot as the teachers bend the rules.
Patiently you waited for a courting boy's embrace,
then everyone would know.
But the letter jacket wasn't yours to own
and it proves to be on temporary loan.
And as they all grow older the truth will be understood,
cause we never turn out the way we thought we would.
405 (Acoustic) lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorbaord, wrinkled up from pulling pushing tasting.
You keep twisting the truth that keeps me thrown askew.
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes... hide your bad habits underneath the patio.
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorbaord, wrinkled up from pulling pushing tasting.
You keep twisting the truth that keeps me thrown askew.
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes... hide your bad habits underneath the patio.
Company Calls Epilogue (Alternate) lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Synapse to Synapse: the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks
and family greetings on your wedding
your wedding
your wedding date.
The figures in plastic
on the wedding cake
that I took
were so real.
And I kept a distance:
the complications cloud
the postcards and blips through fiberoptics,
as the girls with the pigtails
were running from little boys wearing bowties
their parent bought them:
"I'll catch you this time!"
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
screaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but I can't spit it out
when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Synapse to Synapse:
the sneaky kids had attached beer cans
to the bumper so they could drive
up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see
who's making the racket.
It's not the first time.
When they lay down
the fish will swim upstream
and I'll contest but they won't listen
when the casualty rate's near 100%,
and there isn't a pension for second best
or for hardly moving..
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
Sreaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.
the white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
I'm dressed up for free drinks
and family greetings on your wedding
your wedding
your wedding date.
The figures in plastic
on the wedding cake
that I took
were so real.
And I kept a distance:
the complications cloud
the postcards and blips through fiberoptics,
as the girls with the pigtails
were running from little boys wearing bowties
their parent bought them:
"I'll catch you this time!"
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
screaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but I can't spit it out
when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Synapse to Synapse:
the sneaky kids had attached beer cans
to the bumper so they could drive
up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see
who's making the racket.
It's not the first time.
When they lay down
the fish will swim upstream
and I'll contest but they won't listen
when the casualty rate's near 100%,
and there isn't a pension for second best
or for hardly moving..
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
Sreaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.
the white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Bend To Squares lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired...
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers a rock glass,
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip (a loosened grasp)
... what a way to cut lengthwise...
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired...
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers a rock glass,
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip (a loosened grasp)
... what a way to cut lengthwise...
President Of What? lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating folds that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate with fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down [x2]
Entered the scene (I'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
'cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone
It's such a dreadful sight
Something's got to break you down [x2]
[x2]
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
I saw the scene unfold [x4]
Creases indicating folds that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate with fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down [x2]
Entered the scene (I'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
'cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone
It's such a dreadful sight
Something's got to break you down [x2]
[x2]
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
I saw the scene unfold [x4]
Champagne From A Paper Cup lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As i'm waiting around for you...
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As i'm waiting around for you...
Your Bruise lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
It's a backwards attraction to your forward eyes
But you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust
In what or who you recognize
We sped the Plymouth cross the banks of the Mississippi river
Mary Timony was smaller then a super ball
Chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers
Plain and simply broken down near Olympia
I think your bruise was understated
Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
That you can't feel this anymore
But you're so far-sighted that you can't place trust
In what or who you recognize
We sped the Plymouth cross the banks of the Mississippi river
Mary Timony was smaller then a super ball
Chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers
Plain and simply broken down near Olympia
I think your bruise was understated
Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
That you can't feel this anymore
Pictures In An Exhibition lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all...
The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking
The silence isn't breaking
Backwashed and stranded memories
Of something i thought could be
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all...
The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking
The silence isn't breaking
Backwashed and stranded memories
Of something i thought could be
Sleep Spent lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I can't expel the truth
It's much more than i thought i could do
And with time my worth with stain
And split your heart from my name...
So drive away your mouth from my ears
And waste a day so i can think clearly
And what's left to wait for here
As my hands sleep spent this last year
Choking the bottle's neck that pulled you from my bed
It's much more than i thought i could do
And with time my worth with stain
And split your heart from my name...
So drive away your mouth from my ears
And waste a day so i can think clearly
And what's left to wait for here
As my hands sleep spent this last year
Choking the bottle's neck that pulled you from my bed
The Face That Launched 1000 Shits lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
And I'm standing up
In my practice room
I'm all alone
Speakers almost blown
On my new Gibson amp
Oh, what the hell
Things are not so different
In my vocal master
You are the face that launched
One thousand shits
Greeks and Trojans
And a thousand shits
The shits lining the shores
Of Asia minor
Lining all the shores
Of Asia minor
You can tell that I'm not
A minor in Asia no more
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
A thousand shits
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
One thousand shits
This is the face that shot
You'll never have replaced
Splitting up his kids to three separate parts
For his sons and the three separate hearts
In my practice room
I'm all alone
Speakers almost blown
On my new Gibson amp
Oh, what the hell
Things are not so different
In my vocal master
You are the face that launched
One thousand shits
Greeks and Trojans
And a thousand shits
The shits lining the shores
Of Asia minor
Lining all the shores
Of Asia minor
You can tell that I'm not
A minor in Asia no more
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
A thousand shits
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
One thousand shits
This is the face that shot
You'll never have replaced
Splitting up his kids to three separate parts
For his sons and the three separate hearts
Amputations lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
And if it was just how you wanted
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'cause you're aiming to please way off target
And i'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'cause you're aiming to please way off target
And i'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
Fake Frowns lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Bent at the knee, a last resort
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus, it was quite possible
You'd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end right now...
I can't drive straight counting your fake frowns
Focusing in; details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate's keyed in how
The jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders; nothing would work
It had to end right now...
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus, it was quite possible
You'd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end right now...
I can't drive straight counting your fake frowns
Focusing in; details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate's keyed in how
The jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders; nothing would work
It had to end right now...
We can't keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
Line Of Best Fit lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
There things take my time and energy
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat; cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up; i'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
I remember being inside something more than you...
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat; cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up; i'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
I remember being inside something more than you...
President Of What? lyric s- Death Cab for Cutie
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating folds that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate with fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down [x2]
Entered the scene (I'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
'cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone
It's such a dreadful sight
Something's got to break you down [x2]
[x2]
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
I saw the scene unfold [x4]
Creases indicating folds that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate with fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down [x2]
Entered the scene (I'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
'cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone
It's such a dreadful sight
Something's got to break you down [x2]
[x2]
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
I saw the scene unfold [x4]
Champagne From A Paper Cup lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As i'm waiting around for you...
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
As i'm waiting around for you...
Pictures In An Exhibition lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all...
The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking
The silence isn't breaking
Backwashed and stranded memories
Of something i thought could be
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all...
The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking
The silence isn't breaking
Backwashed and stranded memories
Of something i thought could be
Hindsight lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
That's Incentive lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
(That's incentive...)
You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll
You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what you can't defeat
Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks in your knees
It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
That's it's me and you this time
Is it you that always... is it you that decides
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll
You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what you can't defeat
Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks in your knees
It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
That's it's me and you this time
Is it you that always... is it you that decides
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
Amputations lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
And if it was just how you wanted
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'cause you're aiming to please way off target
And i'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
He's unresponsive 'cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'cause you're aiming to please way off target
And i'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
Two Cars lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
I try to scrape it off, the thought of skin against skin
And move it from the front to back and started go again
But the depression and time breed and multiply
And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down
Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town
As the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool
But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules
With the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
And move it from the front to back and started go again
But the depression and time breed and multiply
And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down
Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town
As the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool
But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules
With the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
Line Of Best Fit lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
There things take my time and energy
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat; cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up; i'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
I remember being inside something more than you...
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat; cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up; i'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
I remember being inside something more than you...
This Charming Man lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
On two bicycles
On a hillside desolate
Could nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car
This charming man
Why ponder life's complexities
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat?
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
On a hillside desolate
Could nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car
This charming man
Why ponder life's complexities
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat?
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
TV Trays lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall.
Overworked and now I'm all used up
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Final drag fills my lungs and makes me high
They fill up as I bottom out
Steering wheels watch them driving with someplace to go
I'd steer myself, but I don't have a route.
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when months are slow, and I'm down inside
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked and now I'm all used up.
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when years are slow, and I'm down inside
I'm down inside, I'm down inside, I'm down inside.
Overworked and now I'm all used up
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Final drag fills my lungs and makes me high
They fill up as I bottom out
Steering wheels watch them driving with someplace to go
I'd steer myself, but I don't have a route.
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when months are slow, and I'm down inside
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked and now I'm all used up.
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when years are slow, and I'm down inside
I'm down inside, I'm down inside, I'm down inside.
New Candles lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
'cause it's over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards 'cause no one know what to revere,
and the mailman can't come in to explain
So I'm out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it's hard to never mind.
It's hard to never mind.
I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it's all the same anyway
Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
but my point of view's forever changed
All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It's building up, bottled up in time
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren't empty all the time?
I think way too much about the way things should be said
'cause it just can't leave my head all the way.
It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
I think I might get burned anyway
All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, I know not everything is right
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Please bring it down, bring it down.
'cause it's over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards 'cause no one know what to revere,
and the mailman can't come in to explain
So I'm out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it's hard to never mind.
It's hard to never mind.
I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it's all the same anyway
Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
but my point of view's forever changed
All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It's building up, bottled up in time
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren't empty all the time?
I think way too much about the way things should be said
'cause it just can't leave my head all the way.
It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
I think I might get burned anyway
All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, I know not everything is right
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Please bring it down, bring it down.
Tomorrow lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Believe in me, I'm sad and blue
Left with nothing but a picture
Third or fourth weekend in June
December seems to come too soon
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Head is swirling with the scene
Of you and him embraced in rapture
Dirty trying to come clean
But every thought I have is obscene
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Quilted in our hands
And keeping you tucked in too deep
Struck in the shot of two
Twenty-four hours in June
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Left with nothing but a picture
Third or fourth weekend in June
December seems to come too soon
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Head is swirling with the scene
Of you and him embraced in rapture
Dirty trying to come clean
But every thought I have is obscene
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Quilted in our hands
And keeping you tucked in too deep
Struck in the shot of two
Twenty-four hours in June
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Flustered / Hey Tomcat! lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Once when my folks were gone
I saw a lot of liquor
I saw my tomcat
Famose
I saw my tomcat
What?
Tomcat
What?
My tomcat
Tomcat
I saw a bowl of milk
And I said
"Hey"
What?
I got news for you
That's weird
I got news for you
I got news
10, 5, 0 meters
I think it's, um . . .
I like the beat a lot
And I like the pool
And I can dance around the room
And I
Tomcat
Hello, tomcat
News for you
What, tomcat?
News for you
What, tomcat?
As you're listening to heart sounds
And murmurs
Instead of using words to
Describe them
It's somewhat like eating an apple
And trying to describe how it tastes
What
Tomcat
So what?
The LSD
What?
I'm unsure
I got news for you
Some kind of LSD
Sure enough, I'll come
Tomcat
And I'm sure
The rumors
I got news for you
Hey, tomcat
And I'm sure the rumors
What, tomcat?
And I'm sure the box I
And I'm sure the box
Some kind of L word
One of the LS words
What the LS?
The L word
The LSD pill and the cat
What is going on, motherfucker?
No, no
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
There's salt
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
I excel at stone
When given the exposed
I am Brian
I saw a lot of liquor
I saw my tomcat
Famose
I saw my tomcat
What?
Tomcat
What?
My tomcat
Tomcat
I saw a bowl of milk
And I said
"Hey"
What?
I got news for you
That's weird
I got news for you
I got news
10, 5, 0 meters
I think it's, um . . .
I like the beat a lot
And I like the pool
And I can dance around the room
And I
Tomcat
Hello, tomcat
News for you
What, tomcat?
News for you
What, tomcat?
As you're listening to heart sounds
And murmurs
Instead of using words to
Describe them
It's somewhat like eating an apple
And trying to describe how it tastes
What
Tomcat
So what?
The LSD
What?
I'm unsure
I got news for you
Some kind of LSD
Sure enough, I'll come
Tomcat
And I'm sure
The rumors
I got news for you
Hey, tomcat
And I'm sure the rumors
What, tomcat?
And I'm sure the box I
And I'm sure the box
Some kind of L word
One of the LS words
What the LS?
The L word
The LSD pill and the cat
What is going on, motherfucker?
No, no
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
There's salt
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
I excel at stone
When given the exposed
I am Brian
State Street Residential lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin
because it hasn't sunk in... so far.
Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building
until it's hard to come clean.
Then the months stack up to an addict crutch
As if the drink weren't enough
A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being residential state street
And if I was sober
could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
would I rip hearts apart like paper?
I wish you could know better than you show
with parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
because it hasn't sunk in... so far.
Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building
until it's hard to come clean.
Then the months stack up to an addict crutch
As if the drink weren't enough
A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being residential state street
And if I was sober
could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
would I rip hearts apart like paper?
I wish you could know better than you show
with parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
Wait lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Every town has a diner
where I'll meet you, and your friends too.
Things are just a bit nicer over some coffee;
you can tell me all about your day.
I don't know much about you,
not that i want to,
not that i want to.
Sometimes I can't escape from my room so excuse me,
I'll be just a little late.
You will wait for me,
you will wait for me
Every town has a corner,
where I'll see you and your friends too;
hanging out looking cool,
saying the same things over and over (again).
Sometimes we all feel stupid,
we say the wrong things;
you're not the only one.
Sometimes we all get left behind
in a race of style,
it's a dumb thing.
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
where I'll meet you, and your friends too.
Things are just a bit nicer over some coffee;
you can tell me all about your day.
I don't know much about you,
not that i want to,
not that i want to.
Sometimes I can't escape from my room so excuse me,
I'll be just a little late.
You will wait for me,
you will wait for me
Every town has a corner,
where I'll see you and your friends too;
hanging out looking cool,
saying the same things over and over (again).
Sometimes we all feel stupid,
we say the wrong things;
you're not the only one.
Sometimes we all get left behind
in a race of style,
it's a dumb thing.
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
Prove My Hypotheses lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Just admit that you're wrong and I'll give back what I borrowed or stole
From the parent's house, from the studio, it's the principle of...
You said wait here, prove all my hypotheses.
Catching up with the band; their drummer had left to pursue his career.
I rode in their van; they stated,
"The parting was ugly, it brought him to tears."
You said wait here, prove all my hypotheses.
From the parent's house, from the studio, it's the principle of...
You said wait here, prove all my hypotheses.
Catching up with the band; their drummer had left to pursue his career.
I rode in their van; they stated,
"The parting was ugly, it brought him to tears."
You said wait here, prove all my hypotheses.
Song For Kelly Huckaby lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Photographs of the best time you had,
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street,
as morning turned into California,
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette.
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past.
Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M. to take my turn at the wheel.
Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached
as the sun tortured California,
and old alleys turned deep at the heart of me.
Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete.
Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat
lodged out as the engine wheezed.
Still moving regardless of stable ground
and this stable ground.
Photographs of the best time you had,
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
as morning turned into California.
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street,
as morning turned into California,
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette.
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past.
Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M. to take my turn at the wheel.
Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached
as the sun tortured California,
and old alleys turned deep at the heart of me.
Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete.
Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat
lodged out as the engine wheezed.
Still moving regardless of stable ground
and this stable ground.
Photographs of the best time you had,
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
as morning turned into California.
Army Corps Of Architects lyrics - Death Cab for Cutie
Leaving the central state from shallow ground
Home in the valley but the rent's paid south
You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty
With what was left of our fair city
Call in the army corps of architects
To flatten the skyline and begin again
I knew the years would move quickly,
But never quite as fast as this
So bring the discrepancies, I'll pour the drinks.
Home in the valley but the rent's paid south
You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty
With what was left of our fair city
Call in the army corps of architects
To flatten the skyline and begin again
I knew the years would move quickly,
But never quite as fast as this
So bring the discrepancies, I'll pour the drinks.
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