exile

I can see you standing, honey, with his arms around your body, laughin', but the joke's not funny at all. And it took you five whole minutes to pack us up and leave me with it. holdin' all this love out here in the hall.

All this time

You didn't even hear me out, You never gave a warning sign

I never learned to read your mind I couldn't turn things around 'Cause you never gave a warning sign

I can see you starin', honey,like he's just your understudy,like you'd get your knuckles bloody for me Second, third, and hundredth chances, balancin' on breaking branches.Those eyes add insult to injury.

I think I've seen this film before And I didn't like the ending You're not my homeland anymore So what am I defending now?I think I've seen this film before, You were my town, now I'm in exile seein' you out So I'm leavin' out the side door So step right out, there is no amount Of crying I can do for you All this time We always walked a very thin line

You didn't even hear me out I gave so many signs

All this time

Never learned to read my mind You never turned things around I gave so many signs

Break my soul in two looking for you but you're right here. If I can't relate to you anymore then who am I related to? And if this is the long haul how'd we get here so soon? Did I close my fist around something delicate? Did I shatter you? And I'm sitting on a bench in Coney Island wondering where did my baby go? The fast times, the bright lights, the merry go. Sorry for not making you my centerfold. Over and over Lost again with no surprises. Disappointments, close your eyes, and it gets colder and colder when the sun goes down.

The question pounds my head, what's a lifetime of achievement if I pushed you to the edge? But you were too polite to leave me. And do you miss the rogue who coaxed you into paradise and left you there? Will you forgive my soul when you're too wise to trust me and too old to care? Cause we were like the mall before the internet, it was the one place to be. The mischief, the gift wrapped suburban dreams. Sorry for not winning you an arcade ring.

Were you waiting at our old spot, in the tree line by the gold clock, did I leave you hanging every single day?

Were you standing in the hallway with a big cake, happy birthday, did I paint your bluest skies the darkest grey?

A universe away

And when I got into the accident the sight that flashed before me was your face.But when I walked up to the podium, I think that I forgot to say your name.

I'm on a bench in Coney Island wondering where did my baby go? The fast times, the bright lights, the merry go. Sorry for not making you my centerfold.

willow tree

I'm like water when your ship rolls in the night, the surface is rough, but you cut it like a knife. And if it was an open case, I would never have known from the expression on your face. Lost in your stream like priceless wine. The more you say, the less I know. Wherever you get lost, I follow. I beg you to take my hand, destroy my plans. That's my man.

Life is a willow tree and bends right into your wind. Head on the pillow, I can feel you sneaking in. It's as if you're a mythical object, like you're a trophy or a championship ring, but there's one I tricked into winning. The more you say, the less I know. Wherever you get lost, I follow. I beg you to take my hand, destroy my plans. That's my man. You know that my tram can take you home, somewhere else is empty. I beg you to take my hand, destroy my plans. That's my girl.

Life is a willow, and it bends toward your wind. They counted me many times. Life is a willow, and it bends your windward, but I'm back stronger than the '90s trend. Wait for the signal, and I'll see you after dark. Show me the places where others have scarred you. Now that it's an open case, I guess I should tell by the look on your face. Every bait-and-switch is a work of art. The more you say, the less I know. Wherever you get lost, I follow. I beg you to take my hand. ruined my plans. That's my girl. You know that my train can take you home, somewhere else is empty. I beg you to take my hand, destroy my plans. That's my girl.