1. |
Crime of the Century
03:10
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If your glass is half empty
I could fill it up
It’s the crime of the century
The way that we lost touch
Used to get on the highway
Now we’re stuck on the ground
Now and then I lose my way
I forget what I found
You can have another
Cause I've had a few
I should get it together
I'm sleeping in my shoes
I could call on somebody
They could drive us to town
But you already told me
You're tired of kickin' around
If I fell in the water
Would you help me up?
Would you give me a phone call?
Would you fill my cup?
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2. |
Outta Town
03:36
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Well the summer heat’s risin'
Everybody’s tryin'
To sleep in through the morning
For staying up all night and
I can’t explain why my face
Twisted up in a frown
When they all wished me the best moving
Outta town
Oh baby can’t deny it
Always been a-lyin’
One of these days they gon
Put me in confinement
I can't relate when I’ve burned
All my trust to the ground
Well, I guess that’s why I’m moving
Outta town
I’m sure you heard
It all before
But baby I was wrong
Give me reason just to stay
And waste the hours away
Wrapped up in your arms
They always come a-knockin’
Tickin’ like a clock and
I boarded up the doors but they’re
Pickin’ at the lock
It makes me believe that
A piece of my mind can’t be found
I know you already got it
Underground
It never gets quiet
Soon as they arrive in
Burnin’ through the streets
Like they’re stirring up a riot
It is hard enough
To keep my feet on the ground
But I guess it’s no harder than moving
Outta town
I’m sure you heard
It all before
But baby I was wrong
Give me reason just to stay
And waste the hours away
Wrapped up in your arms
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3. |
All Right
04:30
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It’ll be alright
If I leave tonight
And I see the stars I was lookin’ for
I won’t dare come back
In the night so black
I won’t sleep tonight ’til I see the dawn
But it’s here
And it’s clear
I’ve been gone for far too long
I’ve been gone for far too long
Can’t you see?
Can’t you see?
I won’t make it very far
I won’t make it very far
Darlin’ you took me
Without thievery
You still shook me down for all I had left
In those wanted signs
I can see your eyes
But I can’t recall any of your crimes
I won’t make a sound
When I come back ‘round
I won’t let you know that I couldn’t let you go
But I’m here
And it’s clear
I’ve been gone for far too long
I’ve been gone for far too long
Can’t you see?
Can’t you see?
I won’t make it very far
I won’t make it very far
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4. |
Snow Angels
05:56
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Said I'd meet you hours ago
But I really just left
These seven hundred messages
Were weighing on my chest
You must think I'm such a fool
Pretending I don't see
What you and your associates
You really think of me
I'll meet you in the city
And I'll bring all the wine
If I could make it up to you
Before changin’ my mind
I stopped counting highway signs
Because they look the same
I cannot read their numbers
And I can't make out their names
And by the time I get there
It'll be too late
I just hope your roommate comes
To let me through the gate
I can't laugh about it
Cause I won’t see the joke
When I'm parked outside your doorway
And I'm shivering in my coat
She let me in and sat me down
And greeted me by name
I can tell its been a while
But nothing else has changed
Your tapestry’s still fading
Same posters on the wall
I told her I'd been driving
and I didn't think to call
You walked in oh-so sullen
You always seemed so blue
When I asked what the problem was
You said, "honey it's you"
I didn't take that very well
You said "be on your way"
I jumped into the armchair
And I pleaded "let me stay"
I said "I can't afford the gas
It's such a ways to go"
You said, "now where's your dignity?”
And threw me in the snow
Now that I think about it
I should’ve turned around
What else could I expect from you
Except to be let down
So I won't keep on tryin'
I’m closin' down the show
You don't feel so cold now
Making angels in the snow
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5. |
That Ain't Me
06:16
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I got called up again
Heard what Stevie had done
Should’ve told all his friends
Heard he’s still on the run
He took your record machine
Doused it in gasoline
He’s got a whole lot to learn
About what shit you can burn
He’s got criminal friends
And they’re at it again
But that ain’t me
That’s not true
Oh no Alice, she went
Off the side of the road
Through a white picket fence
And the lawn was just mowed
Just about every time
She would say she was fine
Walkin’ in a straight line
With a bottle of wine
I’ve been saying for years
That the worst of our fears
Just someday
Might come true
I get up everyday
Like it’s my turn to pay
I got nothing but time
With what’s left of my mind
You could send me a note
I’d like to read what you wrote
If you needed a hand
I’d pull you out of the sand
All these friends that you keep
You’re gonna lose ‘em like teeth
But that ain’t me
That’s not true
That ain’t me
That’s not true
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