Lit
Four
Album: A Place in the Sun
She wakes up lonely
She wakes up lonely She hangs a pic-
ture by the phone She hangs a pic-
ture by the phone Yeah, she
doesn't think we're gonna make
it But when I'm home we're
sleeping naked And we pre-
tend that we're in love She
wakes up lonely She telephones
me to ask me if I'm coming home
She say will you be coming home
Yeah, she doesn't think we're gonna
make it But when I'm home we're
sleeping naked And we pretend that
we're in love It was different when we
though That we wanted the same
thing Everything was figured out Now
it doesn't make much sense It's just
another thing she can't get
She doesn't think we're gonna make it But
when I'm home we're sleeping naked
And we pretend that we're in love
Yeah, she likes to think that we're in love
Miserable
Album: A Place in the Sun
Stuck to a chair
Watchin' the Story about me Everything
goes by so fast Making my head spin
Used up all of my friends But who needs
them When you mean everything I love
the things that we should fear I'm not
afraid of being here So much the same if
it makes me helpless alone Nothing to share
Why should I care, if you're near me Give up
all of my plans But who needs them When you mean
everything I love the things that we should fear I'm not
afraid of being here So much the same It makes me help-
less alone You make me come You make me complete You make
me completely miserable I love the things that we should fear I'm
I'm not afraid of being here So much the same It makes me
helpless alone You make me come You make me com-
plete You make me completely miserable
Zip-Lock
Album: A Place in the Sun
I've been stealing Time where I can get it from
I've been losing Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket Keep it in my pocket
Tell me When I start to blow it Would you show me
What I need to do Before you hate me
I could never live with that so Tell me
Before you're better off without me I've been watching you
Sleeping with a troubled look
I'm sure your bad dreams Are probably all about me
And better off without me
If I could get another chance I'd put it in a ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket Keep it in my pocket(2x)
Tell me when I start to blow it Would you show me
What I need to do Before you hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me Before you're better off without me
