1.Cursed
This is the life I've always wanted＊
It won't be long before I'm long forgotten
When I get home, will you still be on the clock？
One of us is always leaving
We're never together unless I'm dreaming
When I get home, will you take the weekend off？
We're cursed with awful timing
So if I don't pick up the phone
You can always find me
At home in bed alone
Disappointed without you hear for me to hold
My life's the space between these sheets
Vacant and cold
We're cursed with awful timing
So if I don't pick up the phone
You can always find me
At home in bed alone
We're cursed to always be apart
Cursed to always sleep alone
I'll let you sleep with all the covers
If it means not sleeping alone
2.Knowing (Is Half The Battle)
This one goes out to every girl who's done me wrong＊
You make me write these godforsaken songs
Should I drop yours names
Cross your fingers
Hope they never see the light of day
This one goes out to every girl with something negative to say
You need to know
This one goes out to every girl who's blown me off
And all the despicable shit they talk
How could you so callously
Stomp all over the heart of this opportunity
This one goes out to every girl who's underestimated me
You need to know
You need to know
I won't play the part of the asshole
You blindly let own your heart
3.Screwdriver
It's dark inside your room tonight＊
But not as dark as what just went on outside
I started to rethink having far too much to drink
When I saw him with you up against that wall
I wanted to lock myself in that bathroom stall
A radical evening curled up in a ball and died
I had a really nice time tonight
Why can't things ever just turn out right？
I had a really nice time tonight
Why can't things ever just turn out my way？
I dreamed I stared outside my window
And I saw him hurting you
You screamed but I could barely hear you
There was nothing I could do
But make an anxious mess
Wake a nervous wreck
I'll do right by you when I'm at your place next
You're taking back this screwdriver so I
Can watch you stab it through his neck
4.Old Yeller
Say 'Hello' to Tyler for me＊
I hope you're having fun
Maybe I'll get to meet him someday
I can tell him to run
He doesn't know what he's getting himself into
He doesn't know the half of a relationship with you
I intended to sound facetious
I don't really hope you're having fun
Take this dog out back
And shoot him through the heart
Mold your bullets from the coldest words
'Fuck you, we're done, now get out of my car'
A couple unspoken thoughts
I should have thrown out long ago
The first one's 'Thanks a lot'
The second's 'Enjoy life on your own'
Will he hold your hand on the roller coaster so you don't get
scared？
Will he listen to you bitch about how life's not fair？
Will you lie down on his bed and run your fingers through his
hair？
Will I pretend that I don't care？
Take this dog out back
And shoot him through the heart
Mold your bullets from the coldest words
'Fuck you, we're done, now get out of my car'
A couple unspoken thoughts
I should have thrown out long ago
The first one's 'Thanks a lot'
The second's 'Enjoy life on your own'
Did you really not think I'd write a song about this？
The adding of your name to my dead-to-me list
Let's get one thing straight： you're not missed
I'm just trying to forget that you even exist
So fuck off
5.The Biggest Douche In The Universe
Your hollow eyes play host to an empty home＊
A presence I can barely note
We are both in the same room
But I feel terribly alone
Focus all efforts on convincing me that you are still alive
This has gone on long enough for me to finally decide
Life is a movie and you're PG-13
You're bursting with desperate aims to be risque
You're family-friendly, stale, and safe
I never thought I'd come across someone without a soul
But there's a hole in your heart that keeps you shivering cold
Blood flows to flesh to make you blush, but if you press down
hard
It returns to its decomposed and lifeless white tone
And it's wrong to keep yourself on life support so long
Life is a movie and you're PG-13
You're bursting with desperate aims to be risque
You're family-friendly, stale, and safe
6.Penalty Kick
Don't pretend that I ever meant anything to you＊
That you ever meant anything you said
And I won't pretend that I'll ever be able to forgive
That I'll ever be able to forget
You told me that mine was the only
Hand that you'd been holding on the reg
You lied right to my face
You had the nerve to come back to my place
Right after I saw you wrap your arms around him
When he walked off of the field
Don't pretend that I ever meant anything to you
That you ever meant anything you said
And I won't pretend that I'll ever be able to forgive
That I'll ever be able to forget
This is my betrayer
My friend the soccer player
What the fuck
Steal my girl on my birthday
What a thoughtful present
Well, I may not play soccer
But I'll kick your fucking head in
7.Once
I finally hit bottom on that bus ride home＊
Fears I tried not to acknowledge dug their claws into my throat
Give up on finding anyone to give up to
It will never be sincere
It will never be nearly as true
I won't rediscover the willingness to trust another
We only love but once
We're only capable of love but once
When you say you feel the same about anybody else
Either you're lying to me or you're lying to yourself
Which means you never felt it to begin with
Or that what I thought we held never existed
I won't rediscover the willingness to trust another
We only love but once
We're only capable of love but once
8.Delta Beta Rush Week
If this is it＊
If this is all you ask of yourself
Then I'm glad you're doing well
I'm glad but I can't tell
It's hard to say exactly what my expectations were
I never was too sure
Let's talk about the days since you've been gone
Thank god you left West Palm
There was a time I felt more kindly
Now that time is far behind me
When I know everything about what's really going on
I could say that we're still friends
That I'm always by your side
But I don't want to tell that lie to you or me
Is this the order of things？
Is this the way it has to be？
T-shirts, beer, and cigarettes
Fake friends at social events
Are these the only things you need？
Let's talk about the days since you've been gone
Thank god you left West Palm
There was a time I felt more kindly
Now that time is far behind me
When I know everything about what's really going on inside your
heart
9.Get In The Van
It's four o'clock in the morning＊
I can't stay awake anymore
And I pass out with phone in hand
I tried to stay detached and failed
I'm terrified to open up my chest
To have a pound of ice dumped in again
If you're trying to ruin me for future girlfriends
You nailed it
When you're at the beach in San Diego
With the sand beneath your feet
Try not to think of me
This is so messed up
When I drive these streets north on the way home
And pass through a toll or two
I'll try not to think of you
But it's easier said
How can you be my one that got away
When you're still hanging around
How can he be so much better than me
When he only comes to town
To love you for the weekend
Regardless of the reason
It's not okay
I was there for you and you just pushed me away
When you're at the beach in San Diego
With the sand beneath your feet
Try not to think of me
This is so messed up
When I drive these streets north on the way home
And pass through a toll or two
I'll try not to think of you
But it's easier said than done
10.Stay Classy
It's four o'clock in the morning＊
I can't stay awake anymore
And I pass out with phone in hand
I tried to stay detached and failed
I'm terrified to open up my chest
To have a pound of ice dumped in again
If you're trying to ruin me for future girlfriends
You nailed it
When you're at the beach in San Diego
With the sand beneath your feet
Try not to think of me
This is so messed up
When I drive these streets north on the way home
And pass through a toll or two
I'll try not to think of you
But it's easier said
How can you be my one that got away
When you're still hanging around
How can he be so much better than me
When he only comes to town
To love you for the weekend
Regardless of the reason
It's not okay
I was there for you and you just pushed me away
When you're at the beach in San Diego
With the sand beneath your feet
Try not to think of me
This is so messed up
When I drive these streets north on the way home
And pass through a toll or two
I'll try not to think of you
But it's easier said than done
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