One Thousand Faces- Lyrics

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Promise

Sitting through the evening singing dreams inside my head

I'm heading out I've got some 'ends who say they carry me just might

Run away with you if things don't go as planned

Plans could be this big mistake that leaves me young and sad

Spit and stutter

Strut and flutter

Worries in my worry corner

That I just get old and trust

And trust in sometimes brilliant trust and thought

Humor you for while

I'm intrigued but I crack a smile you crack a dream

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Let you down

I am elated I am all smiles and dated

In my man bites dog town with a Spanish name you see

I am all bone

I am two toned

Red as a new born

White as a corpse

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Let me down

Why you gotta keep the fan on high when it's cold outside

Just wanna letcha know I'm still a fan

Everybody wants charm in a smile

In a promise, a promise not to try

I think I know, it isn't shocking, but it's scary

Like a birthday party, scary like that little top you're wearing

Get me out of here weather's clear

Shes showing you some medicine

Ridallin to decarine

Not with an open mind

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you

You always come and go

You always come and go you know

You always come and go

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down

Let me down

Promise that I'll try not to let you down.

Promise that I'll try not to

Not to

Not to leave

Not to leave

Not to leave

I won't leave if you don't leave

1. How Much Longer (Max)

Drag this neurotic to hysterics

Leave him balked and unfulfilled holding inside outwardly patient 'till the time he'll call it

Alluring exotic twisted hero

Leaving him more lonely still

He waits around he's spun around and left without the power to stop it

Peers don't know what they can't see

They can't see inside of me

It's sickening how comforting the privacy of the mind can be

How much longer will I try before I realize I'm desperate in the situation that I'm in again

I'm exhausting yet another topic I've exhausted frequently with no regrets

Abstruse and lacking rational but making so much sense somehow

A stone has blocked my hourglass no progress made no time's run out

I'd almost rather have the latter

Save myself with sad defeat

A stone just broke my hourglass

I peel the skin that had me trapped

2. Inside Out (Max)

I would swallow my pride

I would choke on the rhines

But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside

I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out find nothing but faith in nothing

Want to put my tender heart in a blender

Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion

Rendezvous then I'm through with you

I burn burn like a wicker cabinet chalk white and oh so frail

I see our time had gotten stale

The tick tock of the clock is painful

All sane and logical

I want to tear it off the wall

I hear words and clips and phrases

I think sick like ginger ale

My stomach turns and I exhale

So Cal is where my mind states but it's not my state of mind

I'm not as ugly sad as you

Or am I origami

Folded up and just pretend demented as the motives in your head

I alone am the one you don't know you need take heed feed your ego

Make me blind when your eyes close sink when you get close tie me to the bedpost

3. Leech (Max, Jon)

Tell those stories to me

I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen

Farfetched as they may be

You strike a smile in me

Your stories ring of perjury

Construed with self empowering theme

Suckin' on my brain you're the teacher I'm the student

Turning things around your story's not congruent

Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses

Turning things around

You're turning things around

A manic stunning scene

I'm taking notes you're taking me away into your false reality

I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense

But you're not making sense

I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud

I see your head spin round and round

Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies

Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me

Fake stories humor me

It's graduation time

I love you like a mother

4. Showerhead (Max)

Cheap shot hocked straight to the ear drum

Is it some sick sign of affection

Violated and signed with deceit

Disgust from my head to my hands to me feet

Your face it gives a foul taste

Whether smiling crying or denying

I see your motives and you're charged with fraud by me

So take the hint and leave

I loved you while he was in you in the shower

Did (in joy and ecstasy) your eyes begin to water

And if I may stop by when you're living in the next town ten years down the road

A good time for a dime and a crushed cigarette making bets with your body on the avenue

Look into my eyes you say and you'll see nothing but sincerity

Almost as if you've got some hope that you'll enlighten me

You're a head case story

Just trust me you said

5. Open Road Song (Max)

Tonight I feel ambitious and so does my foot as it sinks on the pedal

I press it to the floor

I don't need a girl don't need a friend cause my friend lonesome's unconditional

We're flying forever bored

And for a moment I love everything

That I see and think and feel

I love my broken side view mirror

Cause it's so perfect

I'm so perfect you're so perfect you're not here

I hear the change in gears

My pile shakes as I hit eighty on the open road

This is an open road song

The night is beckoning although I have nowhere to go but home

Feels good to be alone

With every turn comes a new frame of mind if I could frame my mind where would it hang

I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore as I pour my poor heart out

To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen

My volume drowns it out

But that's O.K. cause I sound better than him anyway any day

Yeah my voice is sweet as salt

I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before

Times before can be forgotten

6. Jesus Nitelite (Max)

Your eyes shine bright like a Jesus nitelite

I'd like to touch your positive vibes

Indifferent eyes won't give me the time

May I help put aside your moral fiber

You're dressed in white my face is white

I'd like to be a colorful sight to see

I'm only here in a background

Here on the ground lays my head I sleep and then

I wake make sounds and go to bed and wake again

The time is right but I feel all wrong

It wastes away until it's gone

The time is right but I feel all wrong

It fades away and now you're gone

You're walking by I'm standing by

Behind the light I'm standing by

By and by

7. Superhero Girl (Max)

Well here is me on tragedy

I always want what's out of reach

She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs

Fuck that night out with the guys

I never get a word in with them anyway

The telephone doesn't scare me anymore

You're home and I am here alone my dear

Always stupidly sarcastic my hyper spastic superhero girl

So break the bruised monogamy

And let him fade to memory

Your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccurring in my mind

Do me a favor please and touch your lips to mine

8. Tounge Tied (Max)

One thousand faces all look the same

They're all so boring mild and tame

Contaminate him knock off his glasses

Teach him to tamper with the cloning process

Pardon me sir can I ask you a favor

Make me a cowboy like my next door neighbor

Pardon me sir can I use your eraser

To remove my brain of unconventional nature

Take my tongue

It's cocked and loaded

The board has dubbed you special student

Sit alone sweat in silence

We don't tolerate defiance

One thousand paces lead to the gate

They're all so boring mild sedate

You hear me say this don't make any sense

As I hop up and over the fence

Hooked on nicotine and phonics

Fun like macro economics

Still and quiet like they taught us

Fun like macro economics

Vigilante thoughts and a cheap guitar

I am my own movie star

I don't know you I don't want to

I don't know you I don't want to

9. Saturday Night (Max)

Saturday night burns a redness on my face

I tasted you you tasted me you were never my taste

Now you're left alone with precious thoughts

Of half assed half an hour stops

And talk so small I can't remember every saying a word

Laced with thick naiveté

Firm delusions can't be swayed

Tell yourself you're happy

We both know the truth

It's false behind the dirty talk the dirty sheets the sexy walk

Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good

There is something up my sleeve

There is nothing in-between

You and me that you can't see

So beg my pardon

Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you let it be

The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave

And when I do you'll be looking for security in words

Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse

I apologize for me

Then I'm back in a couple weeks

I'm too weak to help it

Don't know how to end it

I apologize for me

10. There's A Face (Max)

There's a face I know too well

I see it every time I look in the mirror

No I don't kiss and tell I'll tell you after I betrayed you

Supersonic boy sweating sin

The pillar that I'm melting on will prove you wrong

Keep your lips sealed this just in

You're speeding up the ticker of a walking time bomb

Time's up stand up face the muzac

Smile wide step outside

Click your sticks and cast a spell that'll suck my saliva like water from a well

I try to do what's right what's right ain't right enough for you tonight

I see you're displeased a middle finger response I'll try to appease

I'm sorry don't be mad but ask me what I'm sorry for and I won't have an answer

Look me in the eye and let 'em flow again

Lies on the rocks with a twist of desperation

11. Small Town Trap (Max)

Suffocate from lack of stimulation

Television time

Gonna break with every bead of sweat

My heart rate seems to climb

My friend and I stick to the tired couches

Please pass the time

I found a dime under the corner cushion

Wishing it was some place else and so do I

Small town trap with dreams of breaking out

Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out

Satan's in the living room choking me with apathy

Small town trap with dreams of breaking out

Inspire me cause if you don't think I'll dissipate to dust

The liar in me says something's gonna happen soon because it must

My friend and I stick to the tired couches

Please pass the time

I found a dime under the corner cushion

Wishing it was some place else and so do I

Community immunity is the shot I crave

A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave

Time ticks away on the longest day

Wanna break away on the longest day