| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| - | 
|
|||
|
If you want me, it's changing
If you want, everything's changing If you want, the sky would open up If you want, your eyes could open up I'm a mess I'm the worst But the best That you've heard Come so far, come close together Don't tear apart what we worked for Right or wrong, here we are I wanna know what you are, what you are Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll head out the fences, head out the door Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll roll with the punches, roll out the door I don't know What you want But I got What you Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll head out the fences, head out the door Baby, don't you leave me, baby, don't you go 'Cause I'll roll with the punches, roll out the door |
||||||
| 2. |
| - |
|
|||
|
I'm onto you
Before the night is through I'm going to steal this diamond Hot rock to you I just need to know I'm not the one you wanted Now am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the thing you keep Counterfeit or real? It's a caper theme There's a getaway car A diamond to steal A plan that might go wrong If this is a set up Please let me know I can't risk my life for a gilded stone (I thought all along this was everything Try not to look to hard to find that it's not real I knew all along you weren't everything Then in the darkest hour I watched you disappear) I'm not the one you wanted How am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the thing you keep I'm onto you It's a crafty scene Full of power and greed You tell me not to steal Yet you still want a thief You write out the plans I carry out the act But then I lose it all If I can't bring it back (How was I to know this rock was so fragile It cracked in my hands while I was holding on An uncut stone is flawed and beautiful Don't try to size me down to fit your tiny hands) I'm not the girl you wanted How am I to know what you want me to feel? Not the one you keep Counterfeit or real? It's not real You don't need to tell me that it's not real You don't need to tell me How am I to know I'm not the one you wanted I'm not the one you keep I'm onto you Before this night is through I'm going to steal my heart back And find a love that's true Hot rock to you |
||||||
| 3. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Build for me your tightest ship
Make the oars run swift and fast Send me out your strongest crew Make their hearts and minds steadfast Bless me with Athena There's no meaner, she's the best For when we hit the roughest seas We'll need all we can get You say, "sink or swim" What a cruel, cruel phrase I'd rather fly Don't want to be caught in this endless race The first beast that will appear Will entice us with money and fame If you listen long enough You'll forget there's anything else Tie me to the mast Of this ship and of this band Tie me to the greater things The people that I love You can walk the plank Do the dead man's float Never let them see Your heart is pounding full of hope Let the last storm hit us Let it strike at the hardest part Turn us all to mutiny Turn this boat upside down I am not the captain I am just another fan Sailing off the edge of truth Into the end of you Eye of the storm What a cruel, cruel myth There's no bigger spotlight Than shown on the ones brave enough to live The end of you, the end of you The end of truth, I've been looking for you The end of you, end of you The end of you, I've been looking for you |
||||||
| 4. |
| - | 
|
|||
| 5. |
| - |
|
|||
|
We're a reference number, a code, a screen
An army out of digits, out of fax machines Mapping out the head and heart, mapping out the history If a part does not compute, cut it out, cut it free God is a Number God is a Number What you want to know? What can you believe? Grow up on the internet, get off on TV Tell me about God and Country, music, heart and history Answer me with computations, answer me with industry God is a Number God is a Number Knock on every door, programmed to receive Answer my communication, display, command, retreat Looking for some kind of heart inside this great machine I don't get an answer except 011 011 01 God is a Number God is a Number I need something to believe I need something and I I need something to believe I need it right now I need something to believe I need it right now, I need it right now, I need it right now |
||||||
| 6. |
| - |
|
|||
| 7. |
| - |
|
|||
| 8. |
| - |
|
|||
|
And when the body finally starts to let go
Let it all go at once not piece by piece. but like a whole bucket of stars dumped into the universe. Whoooh! Watch it go! Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart Good-bye small head My soul is climbing tree trunks And swinging from every branch They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I am fine) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I'm not fine) Do you think I'm an animal? Am I not? Do you like fur (I'm alright) Do you wanna come over Are we captive only for a short time (I'm not right) Is there splendor, I'm not ashamed Desire shoots through me like birds singing (The way you move no ocean's waves were ever as fluid) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I am fine) They're calling on me They're calling on me They're calling on me (I'm not fine) I hit the mark I target moon, I target sky, I target sun Fall down on the world Fall down on the world Fall down on the world before it falls on you Like beggars, like dogs Like whores, us all (I'm alright) Like beggars, like dogs Like stars, us all (I'm not right) Shoot straight for my heart (And when you were near no sky was ever quite so clear) Shoot straight for my heart Like stars, so small Like us when we fall (I am fine) Like beggars, like whores Like lovers Oh, get up too far Oh, get up too far Like stars above Look down so far Like stars above Look down at us all |
||||||
| 9. |
| - |
|
|||
|
If you want it and you're going out of your mind
If you want me in your bed We better do it on the sly One Song for you (And you know why) We wrote a little tune (Do it on the sly) It takes off for you (And you know why) Hold on, hold on it's coming soon If you feel it in your body like a hurricane Let your arms become propellers Take off don't feel any shame I know for you (Like a hurricane) It don't make sense, I don't make sense (Feel no shame) Nothing comes true (you're like a hurricane) Because the doors were locked for you Got a message spelled out in a lovesick bruise I got this secret code That only flame holders know how to use Piled up for you (It's a lovesick blues) The notes I wrote on hollow walls (You know how to use) Let me come through (Show me how to use) Pass through the things that we went through Jump in, jump out Get in, get out Jump in, jump out Get in, get out Have memory of the things we said (Jump in, jump out) Take memory of the things we left (Get in, get out) Have memory of the things we said (Jump in, jump out) Take memory of the things you left (Get in, get out) Drop little boy crumbs you could follow back When you get lost becoming a man Drop little boy crumbs you could follow back When you get lost becoming a man It's a lie, it's the truth You need it more than I do I want it all for you But I can't live for you |
||||||
| 10. |
| - |
|
|||
|
Our love is the size of
These tumors inside us Our love is the size of This hospital room, you're my hospital groom Put the ring on my finger So tight it turns blue A constant reminder I'll die in this room if you die in this room Sit like a watchdog And patiently wait Listen for footsteps Down the hallways, visit beds like they're graves Days go by so slowly Nights go by so slowly Days go by so slowly In a hospital room In a box built for two I fight for air, fight for my own air Forget all the things I can do alone I fight for a heart, I fight for a strong heart I fight to never know this sickness you know But I know it's my own, I gave it a home Our love is the size of These tumors inside us Our love is the size of This hole in the ground, where my heart's buried now |
||||||
| 11. |
| - |
|
|||
| 12. |
| - |
|
|||
| 13. |
| - |
|
|||
|
It's one a.m, you haven't called
It must be four wherever you are And the photo booth strip, and the letter you wrote They feel like nothing I could hold Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to bed at a quarter to three Finally tired, finally empty Should I be up to play the game Back and forth, get back at me And my confidence fell and I feel so mad Tell me whose side are you on? Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to pieces could fix everything At this point I'm really me Nothing bad, nothing free There's nothing left for me to feel It's like goin' to bed at a quarter to three Finally tired, finally empty Finally tired, finally empty |
||||||
|
