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WITH THE RADIO


Don't let him get messed up too soon 
he's got the booze and he's waiting for you 
grab your bag and it's out the side door 
dying trying to find what to live for 

down by the old school and he's smoking his last cigarette 
that day we hopped the fence and hoped we wouldn't get caught 

you got the keys and you stole your mothers car 

sleeping pills, an absent father 
pull the plug on the bathtub water 
draw the shades but don't get too close 
it's coming on, it's coming on yeah 

that night we drove away and hoped we wouldn't get caught x2 

you got the keys and you stole your mothers car 
singing you'd love me forever along with the radio 

and all the pretty things that sat collecting dust upon your bedroom shelves 
your mother never had the strength to throw them out 
and all the pretty things this city couldn't show ya 
a fifty dollar fill up got you past the border 

as the years go by you try to turn around and find 
a picture of your mothers face as clear as ever in your mind 
after the golden dust has blown away, the glory fades, 
another kid who sold her heart, got lost down in Los Angeles 

you got the keys and you stole your mothers car 
singing you'd love me forever along with the radio 
you got the keys and you stole your mothers car 
singing you'd love me forever
 

 
SLEEP ON SUNDAYS

I never sleep on Sundays unless she's next to me 
where the ring and the eyes of the church can't reach 
manufactured regrets, manifest jealousy 
a self-defeating prophecy 

slow it down, just slow it down 

I go out of my mind 
slow it down, just slow it down 

I didn't want to go 
I changed my mind 
I missed my chance, the light 
if I could, I'd do it differently 

the lights on e are trailing 
this town has torn ya down 
a broken wing, a stunted seed 
slow it down, just slow it down 

a life of little passings 
wish I did not believe 
wish I could discard destiny 

I go out of my mind 
slow it down, just slow it down 
I didn't want to go 
I changed my mind 
I missed my chance, the light 
if I could, I'd do it differently 
and I go out of my mind 

I go out of my mind 
slow it down, just slow it down 

I didn't want to go 
I changed my mind 
I missed my chance, the light 
if I could, I'd do it differently 
and I go out of my mind 
at first I didn't want to go, 
I changed my mind, 
i missed my chance the light, 
if I could I'd do it differently
 

 
SLOW TRAIN

lines bar her eyes when she moves slow 
a sleeping vertigo 
I'm not far from where you and I 
said we'd go slow, awake vertigo 

I'm not far from home, I'm not far from home yeah 

do they dull 
your nerves when you're sleeping? 
cut your hair when you're dreaming? 
I guess I just thought 
we'd be getting out of here 
we said the same thing last year 

I'm not far from home (home home) 
I'm not far from home (home home) 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 

when you waste my time and I'd rather leave 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 
we'll take our time and just say we'll leave 

do they dull your 
nerves when you're sleeping? 
cut your hair when you're dreaming? 
I guess I just thought 
we'd be getting out of here 
we said the same thing last year 

I'm not far from home (home home) 
I'm not far from home (home home) 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 

it's always the same 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 

when you waste my time and I'd rather leave 
I'd catch a slow train even if you don't 
we'll take our time and just say we'll leave 
I guess I don't care if you don't 
we'll waste our time and just say we'll leave yeah
 

 
THE GET-WELL-SOON

On a sidestreet right off the avenue 
there is a house known as the get-well-soon 
she had been there since Tuesday afternoon 
she needed to get herself straight 

her name was Evan, 27 and she did it well 
found out young she had a penchant for alcohol 
and a tendency to wander off and never call 
don't worry about it 

growing up in a house with all the lights off 
sick of saying yeah well my mother says, 
my mother says, mothers say 

she was handed repentance on the corner 
it wasn't Sunday, she was sure a goner 
and her hands had been shaking since the morning 
she needed to get herself straight 

just one or two bottles 
everyone's got their problems 
(everyone's got their problems when) 
sick of always saying, sick of want, don't want to talk about it 

growing up in a house with all the lights off 
sick of saying yeah well my mother says, 
my mother says, mothers say 

and every bottle on her shelf 
holds a note that she wrote to herself 
except the one that's still full 
and the lady madonna will shine 
shine, shine, shine 
until her lights all gone 

growing up in a house with all the lights off 
sick of saying yeah well my mother says, 
my mother says, mothers say 
growing up in a house with all the lights off 
sick of saying yeah well my mother says, 
my mother says, mothers say