The Answers Song Lyrics

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01. The Answer

If I can’t crawl inside of you,
I’m laughing with a broken face
I stumble across my self-esteem.
But to picture the pleasure
is making me want my space.

Understand…
that God wrapped you like a bow.
But in my head…
There’s some shelves that need cleaning,
from basement to ceiling, control.

If what you’re seeing is an open book,
that’s great well I’m an open book.
But I’m real shy.

There’s a part of me seeking and desperately needing to open up.
That’s strange ‘cause I’m an open book, a confused boy.

I’m an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage,
Is just to give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that I don’t know how to give myself advice.

I’ve got this post traumatic thing
I’ve got this tattoo of a ring that lies
Around my wedding finger and that’s where I want to state this claim.
That I’ve got to learn to live and dream
Before I go and get myself in love.

In love.

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love

There’s Zoloft, Welbutrin, there’s Paxil that’s proven, no side effects.
But the rest left unnamed ‘cause they worked like a charm on me.

But when your savings is drying,
You can’t stop from crying
You’ve got to suck it up.
You’re not her buttercup,
You’re not her favorite book.

And I am an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.
My heart while in its cage,
Is just to give and not receive a thing,
But the only funny thing is that I don’t know how to give myself advice.

I’ve got this post traumatic thing
I’ve got this tattoo of a ring that lies
Around my wedding finger and that’s where I want to state this claim.
That I’ve got to learn to live and dream
Before I go and get myself in love.

In love.

Before, before, before I go and get myself in love

02. Two A.M. Lovesick

I walk like a burnt out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are

But crossing the road isn’t easily told
To a young has-been centerfold
Labeled the winner’s episode

Yeah, I’m really clean if you know what I mean
Except for this re-occurring dream
Of losing total feeling
While the windmill’s squealing

I paint to kill the dead saints
I paint to make it clear
My colors run in blue and gray
But they give hope to someone dear

Two A.M. lovesick
With a walking pneumonia drumkick
And this candle doesn’t have a wick
But I’m really not that scared
I’m not that scared

I walk like a burnt out porn star
With aching feet for a car
My buddy had a baby with a girl named Star
Makes me appreciate how the little things are

03. The 21st

The 21st comes so soon every month
An anniversary of not being strong enough
You’re much too codependent
A shrink is recommended

Your father tells you to try to be responsible
Your mother loves you, but not the way she did before
Your brother’s torn to pieces
Nobody knows the reasons

He loves the winter, but it smells too much like memories
The ornament she gave him still hangs from his Christmas tree
A jingle bell will glisten
That’s when she loved to kiss him

So say farewell to all the little things she would say and do
The morning, sleepy eyed girl waves goodbye to you
You’re much too codependent
A shrink is recommended
Yeah…

But hey, who are the people you hang around with?
Who are the ones you’re gonna call
When you feel like ending it all?
But hey, who are the people you hang around with?
Who are the ones you’re gonna call
When you feel like ending it all?

But I can’t bring you down
But I can’t bring you down

04. Breakfast After Ten

White kitchen walls with a thousand windows
You turn on Winston in the den
And I’m still asleep but I can hear the piano
When you make breakfast after ten
And I smell the coffee on your fingers
I still smell the perfume in the bed
The crushed linen roses on everything
And you’re still inside my head

Make her know how it feels to miss you
Let her know you’re swapping sides
You’re not the one with all the problems
You’re the one with all the pride

So just pick your head up boy, and
Walk away
Walk the coolest walk that you know
Because in a month or two she’ll call you
Hang up the phone

05. Italian Radio

I ended the book that I’m writing.
The part about you I’m tearing it out.
A simple good night, stop fighting,
There’s nothing left to even read about.
I’m leaving you here my darling,
to search for a better and easy way out.
Through all of the pain that I’m causing,
There’s nothing left to even sing about

Bye, Bye, Bye

Recorded Italian radio.
I changed up the words to make you happy though.
In front of the midnight music show,
I beat up, I beat up the boy that made her happy though.

I’ve noticed the things that you want me to be.
They outweigh the ones that make me happy.
So pull out your hand to meet my…my fine new lady,
She’s rock n’ roll,
and she saved me.

Bye, Bye, Bye

06. For My Brother

It would simply say everything if you would
take a pen and write my name on a friend
who never cared to let me in.

Then take a fast ravine that for
three years swimming straight upstream and the wind,
the wind will drag me down in the end.

You live inside my wall and I,
I reach back, hit your harder than God falls
Christ, Amen.
You’re such a line to break and I’m,
I’m so scared to make another mistake in the end
But I just want to be happy again.

Until it all falls down,
and where does that leave me?
With things, things, I’ve got so many things to say
with a broken heart and a straight face
I’m saying, “brother, help me”

It’s just a natural phase that I,
I go through and then it’s taken away and then bam! I’m fixed.
And I’m in another place to be where I,
I can’t sleep without the thought of me being so damn sick.

So take this song away
until it all falls down,
and where does that leave me?
With things, things, I’ve got so many things to say
with a broken heart and a straight face

And he says “reach for the girl,
reach for the girl and hold her close.
Believe you can shine when you’re silver,
and I promise you gold.
And whenever you’re dark inside,
don’t let go. No, don’t let go.
Remember there’s rain and there’s candy and Christmasy winter snow.
And remember I love you the same and I’ll strangle your pain”
And he tells me to sing, and I sing,
and I sing for my brother who keeps me sane
and tells me everything will be ok.

I’m so alone

07. Sweet and Somber Pigeon Wings

The sweet and somber pigeon wings,
Can’t we all recall when MaMa and PaPa,
were the sweet tooth Christmas Ball.
A picturesque holiday family.
Of course I was small and all I knew was my Grandpa,
But I really didn’t know him at all.

My blood, my cousins, my calvary.
A piece of them gone but still I feel them strong,
When I reach for David ‘cuz our Grandpa is gone.
I shout out…. I got love for the family.
My Mother’s a doll and my Father can stop any brawl,
Pucker up I’d like to kiss you all.

Open your eyes…a new song ‘cuz the family’s wrong,
So don’t lecture me.
But as far as I can see,
the step mom, yeah the widow’s palm is what’s
crushing me,
and this family.
Beyond my time…
It’s beyond my time.

08. Weakness

My weaknesses,
Rear their ugly faces on a day-to-day basis.
Stay calm and try to see this,
I’m always sensitive, relaxing,
always delicately asking.

But I can’t seem to fly away,
feeling tall, small and sick of it all,
and all I want to do is crawl.
You…fly away,
I’m feeling tall, small and sick of it all,
and all I want to do is say…

How to cook up pride?
If you lemon your behavior
it will slide a different flavor.
How to change my mind?
If you break apart the candy,
gently slip it in my brandy.

But I can’t seem to fly away,
I’m feeling tall, small and sick of it all,
and all I want to do is crawl.
You…fly away,
I’m feeling tall, small and sick of it all,
and all I want to do is say…

Hold your candle high.
If they jeopardize your meaning,
you must strike upon their ceiling.
If I’m right then who am I?
Well I am simply just the candy,
that you slipped within my brandy

But I can’t seem to fly away.
I’m feeling tall small and sick of it all,
and Esti says that it’s my calling.
Fly away.
I’m feeling tall small and sick of it all,
and I want to do is say…

09. Blue Sunshine

I see your heart beat through the bed sheet
I feel your pulse against the floor
I sleep the sadness that no one else sleeps
Feel me cunningly adore.

As the tick tock clock lies Goldilocks
What a sick enchanted view
Of the white blot sin that we all began
not the girl that I once knew.

Blue Sunshine
I’ve got no vacancies
At the top of the clock was Jesus spying on me
I spoke of friends
point me which direction
I tried a bribe of when I die but swore he never
mentioned.

I kicked and screamed,
“It’s simple, you must sing,
the day I take you you’ll be sleeping,
you won’t feel a thing.

10. Mr. Blue's Menu

Brownie and a cup of coffee
As she waits my table
And she smiles when able
from the inside

And who would’ve thought a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking
Under the table
Must be stage-fright

And would it phase me
If I had all the toys
If all the club scene boys for you
And would it really kill you
If you would try to have a good time
Instead of screwing up mine
Like you usually do

I wanna know

Brings a cup of coffee as she sits down slowly
Now the chair is holy
From the inside
And who would’ve thought that a cup of coffee
Would make my legs unstable
Shaking
Under the table

Must be stage-fright

11. The Darkest Side of Houston's Finest Day

Be scared
Her ship arrived and came in yesterday
The darkest side of Houston’s finest day
You fell asleep, my love
And I fantasize
That the wind blew harder than it ever did
This song we started, will it ever end?
You fell asleep again

Well goodbye
With shaking hands I dropped it instantly
Then kicked the phone and stood invincibly
Then started to cry
But I’m twenty now
And I wanna see my nineteenth year again
Hold on to me, you are the closest thing I’ve ever had
To a real friend
To a real friend, friend

12. Tomorrow

Tomorrow
I’m gonna find a way to die
I’m living only for a lover
And the death of you and I
But if you find a way to break my back
With needles, thread, and guilt
Will you cover me in kerosene
And burn my strychnine quilt?
Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took?
Will you cry from all the drugs I shook?
Will you be my little come down hook?
And I’ll never ask again
Will you wake up feeling half of you
Has been stripped away or torn in two?
But to kill a young man’s point of view
Is to kill his only friend

Tomorrow
We’re gonna find a place to live
I’m packing only means for red wood dreams
It’s a place that you’ll be accepted.
Oh fuck the world
Just a boy and a girl
But it’s that leech you’ll have to shake
Through the love we’ll need to make
Call me sure
Yeah I’m sure I said

I said I’m open wide
But you really have to understand
We’ll build a waterslide
If you’re brave enough to hold my hand

13. Black Orchid

Have you ever been so lonely,
No one there to hold?
Pull me in or disown me,
And then climb inside.
My arms are open wide.
Have a look inside.

It is not that I am scared to learn,
Why I’m empty inside.
Hold my hand or show some concern,
If I live or die.
My eyes are open wide.
Help me look inside.

I hear the water drip from the faucet.
It’s sweetly falling in tune.
I’m gently closing the closet.
I fall to the floor,
and crawl to my room.
The thought of ending it soon…
Just let me sleep in my room.

Hear me cry! cry! cry!
I hear a knock at the front door.
Don’t come in!
I try to look at you
But I can’t stop shaking.
Leave me alone. Just go away.
Mother I’m so scared.

Empty bed and all of the sheets are gone,
They’re wrapped around me and you.
All is quiet but the drop of my gun.
I want to belong…to someone…
But maybe life’s not for everyone