It's midnight and I give up

I'm tired of lying for you

I will not hold your hands and pretend i'm your lover

You must admit the turnouts

Have all been less than grand

There's no more police escorts or the high school welcome bands

I'm no lie detector

He's no bullshit talker and we both know who knows

What should be known to all the onlookers

Now they've put away the kissing booths

Where chapstick gossip is truth

The only donkey they'll be riding, boy, is the one wearing your shoes

Now they've heard it through the walls of telephone operators

And I found out from someone else, who said he was your brother

I'm no lie detector

He's no bullshit talker and we both know who knows

What should be known to all the onlookers

I don't care if i'm the only one who's not paying

cause honey I am done staying up all night waiting

Now we're all tying the ribbons of worry to your tree

Your passing will make the headlines but sadly no one will read

Just how the town's hopeless romantic and his heart on his sleeve

He died alone in the carport of the local library

I'm no lie detector

He's no bullshit talker and we both know who knows

What should be known to all the onlookers

I'm broke at the seams and falling apart.

You wanna hang on so i'm letting you go.

You can come back when you make up your mind.

Please give me a call, I want you to see that love isn't real and your heart doesn't bleed.

You can come back when they let you down.

All cards are you, i'll follow your lead.

I'm more in need and I'm stuck in a sigh.

You can come back and give us a try.

Stuck in the hurt

Falling back

Hoping you don't relax

Shadows of teeth and caskets are used.

A bed is made, straighten your spine and you can come back whenever you lose.

High on their words you try to inhale.

I'm calling your bluff in every verse, and you can come back whenever you fail.

Tied to your waist, I'm a ship on a chain.

I'll make them think that my death was rehearsed.

You can come back when it's your turn.

Stuck in the hurt

Falling back

Hoping you don't relax

All cards are out, i'll follow your lead.

I'm more in need and I'm stuck in a sigh.

You can come back and give us a try.

Tied to your waist, I'm a ship on a chain.

I'll make them think that my death was rehearsed.

You can come back, baby it's you're turn.

Stuck in the hurt

Falling back

Hoping you don't relax

Two tickets on a chevrolet train

I've got a sucicide pact with your name

You can doubt any doubt any move that is made

'cause I'm putting the worries to page

In a flash you'll be quick to react

I'm a useful spade for the grave

Collect calls to the shadow in town

So "what were the chances" he'll say

You must remove the skin and burn it all for fuel

Knock out teeth to improve how you look

And they're using your tongue for a flag

You look tired in your funeral suit

There's caskets for all to be had

Real estate cemetery, move over

I'm useful as bones in the tune

Gas drinks for the shadow in town

Because another record is due

You must remove the skin and burn it all for fuel

You'll be happy to know

The situation is worse

The endless bottles of pills

That never seem to work

Sleeping in this clothes

And still looking his best

He's so high in the tune

You wouldn't know he's dead

You look like you could use a rest

You look like you'd be better dead

They're making requests

For songs that you never play

Any sanity lost

Is worth the money paid

How does it feel

To be what you sing about

We all came to applaud

Be the ghost said you'd long checked out

You look like you could use a rest

You look like you'd be better dead

You'll be happy to know

The situation is worse

The endless bottles of pills

That never seem to work

She's keeping receipts

On all that you've done wrong

Your selfish efforts were cheap

And have lasted far too long

You look like you could use a rest

You look like you'd be better dead

Are you all right?

You're making me nervous with how much you leave me here.

Is it a sign? I don't feel like ever getting well

Tell me the lie, you're taking your time over and over

Our closest friends, live on the side of where you now divide.

Is is a sign if I don't feel like ever getting well

Tell me the lie, you're taking your time over and over

You can go first. You're making me nervous with how much you leave me here.

Is it a sign? I don't feel we're ever getting well

Tell me the lie, you're taking your time over and over.

I'm not a bird

You catch and release

Your last phone call

Some last ride home

I'm playing for keeps

The characters are real

So don't write me off

Like a noise that you hear on return

It's easy to land but harder to fall

Broken on command

It'll change my tune

If it matters to you

God forbid that you listen

To a voice of a man not with it

March 16th

The sorry is for you

Send it back if you don't want it

Like a noise that you hear on return

It's easy to land but harder to fall

Broken on command

Should you ever, ever need me to stick around

I've got dimes by the dozen

I'm placing a call to your husband

Does he know about me at all?

I hang up when he answers

It's too much for me to handle

What happens now, when it all goes down?

Gas station lights for a candle

You heart's put together then dismantled

Secrets are best when left unsaid

The floodgates are open

And you'll see me

Running back

And no one is perfect

You must admit it now

I'm do my best when you're pretending

And no paper plane is safe for landing

This is how the best all die

Holding my breath until you needed

Foraging our way into the simple

Somehow my voice was caught in the trees

The floodgates are open

And you'll see me

Running back

And no one is perfect

You must admit it now

We built this all on what they told us

Switch all the lines just to confuse them

What happens now

Now all goes down

I'd call you now to tell you I'm thinking of you

But it does me no good when the phone is just blocking my view

And I would sail back to you

I would come back and admit that it wasn't you're fault

But i'm tired and unwilling to be the only one what was wrong

And I would sail back to you

I'll be sailing on your deep blue eyes

Is he still coming around like an injured bird needing a nest?

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret

Lord knows I don't want to compete

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in

Swallow him whole like a pill that makes you choke and stills your soul

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie

Send him back

I won't share the trap that you have me in

Is he still coming around like and injured bird needing a nest?

A place to rest his head in a song you'll regret

Still you take him

Lord knows I don't want to compete

But I still sleep in the very sheets he's been in

Swallow him whole like a pill that makes you choked and stills your soul

You have the nerve to look me in the eyes and lie

Send him back

I won't share the trap that you have me in

I'll be right outside

Floating by like a paper kite

I'm caught up in your string

Lucky in enough to be in your tree

And you'll never float too long

The birds watch as I sing

Waiting around for scissor teeth

And I could be of use

One more knot in a prisoner's noose

And you'll never float too long

Hey now put your best dress on

I'm tired of fighting

Let's take it out on the town,

do some old style dancing

We should just have a good time

We can stay out all night long

Hey now put your best dress on

Hey now put your best dress on

No price I would't pay

to always have you with me

Nothing that I could take

feels like the thrill you give me

I'll show you such a good time

keep you up 'til the darkest dawn

Hey now put your best dress on

(music and words by Jenna Conrad)

Moving back, chairs broken and stacked

I can't seem to shake the fix I'm in

Better words that were sung or heard years before me, still I do my best

Pushing pens to breath

Cut out signals left

Just when you thought you had me pegged

Thinking I'm the same

Then I go and change

Three become a name

Chords just rearrange

Rhythm shoes and windows to see through

Another jealous husband to be killed

Better words have been sung out of tune

I'm happy in this hotel once again

Forcing thoughts to pen

Rehearsals for the end

Just when you thought you had me pegged

Thinking i'm the same

Then I go and change

Three become a name

Chords just rearrange

Never kill the manufactured feel

Songs no longer matter in the end

Better words you're never gonna hear

Mrs. Jones your son crossed to the bank

Still he must give thanks

The money's all been made

Just when you thought you had me pegged

Thinking I'm the same

Then I go and change

Three become a name

Chords just rearranged