Mark Owen - I Do Perceive (2004) by Mark Owen (보컬) on maniadb.com

I'm usually not one to speak up
but your decisions of late are in all accounts
pretty fucked up,
not in a good way.

Well I heard about you and that Allie,
and if even half of its true
then I'm not surprised that you've been
kicking yourself to sleep.

Oh and who pulled who's hair on who's head.
I'll tell you that it told me more of you than you did.

Well I heard about you and Allie,
if even half of its true
then I'm ashamed of you and your sense of loyalty.

Oh and who found who's hair in who's bed.
I'll tell you that it told me more of you than you did.

Well I don't know what you're looking for
But I do know that you won't find it at the Rainblo
So you might as well stay home
Well I don't care what you're looking for
But I do know that you don't like drinking alone
And you're too smart to act so dumb
And these eyes will wear thin
Wear your disguise again and again
Well I've seen that look enough times to know
What you're in the mood for
But these here can't be bad anymore tonight
You poor thing, already used to sleeping alone
And you're too dumb to see those wet shoes are no use to you

I don't know what you're looking for
But I do know that you ain't no god damn son of a bitch
You're just more unlikable than you used to be
You're a long ways away from the place we thought you'd be by now
You're a long ways away from the place we thought you'd be by now
You're a long ways away from the place we thought you'd be by now
You're a long ways away from the place we thought you'd be by now

I'm made up of instincts
None of which are too keen
But I get by with these high cheek bones
Little faith in people for a higher being
I'm a man with desires
And if I told you any different, I'd be a liar
As hard as I've tried
I've found I cant deny myself of those things that I want
As last night turns into this morning
Buried in your blankets, left for dead
My heart beating in my head
Lie still, pretending I'm asleep
I watch you put your clothes on for me
Local pharmacist and his wife
And I'm convinced, after your performance
That this world is too big for us
And our stupid instincts, and our stupid desires

Well tell me again what you were thinking
When you got that bruise tattoo
Forever black and blue
And you won't say, like you don't say
Anything anyone can hold you to
I hope I don't make the same
Foolish mistakes I know you've made
‘Cause I can see me and the things you don't see
People that you don't see
Tell me again where you were when
The world changed and forgot about you
If its sympathy you need
Then, well, I'm sorry
But you're not the only one that feels cheated
It's too close to home
And it's too near the bone
More than you'll ever know
I don't miss you
I'll miss you when you're dead
I'll miss you when you're dead
I'll miss you when you're dead
I'll miss you when you're dead
I'll miss you when you're dead
I'll miss you when you're dead

Put your faith in me my friends
That one day ill find a way
To give all the things that you've given to me back
Well put your foot down my brother
That's no way to live
Putting the needs of others ahead of yours
You deserve more than nothing
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
Put your hands on me, my love
While the world wakes up early
And wastes the day working
For money they don't need
To buy things they don't need
Well, we'll sleep in, we'll do it again
It's the little things that we do that mean anything
It's the little things that we do that mean anything

you put on your raincoat
cause it looks like it just might today
and you grab your keys
you're out the door
before you know where you're going.

if blame, as they say, is for god and little kids
then you're deserving of praise or a slap on the wrist
cause you can't help but blame yourself
for your long face

not a day passes that you don't fold your hands
and ask St. Francis to find the lust for life
that you lost when she left
with your tounge and your last breath
she's a thief with an eye for nice things

not a day passes that you don't close your eyes
and ask St. Francis to find the love of your life
that you lost when she left
you dumb fuck, your life's a mess
without her to tell you what to say
or when to breathe
or what you'll need
or where you're going.

I spend most days in this bed that I abuse
On these pillows that you can't get used to
I spend entire days putting off that which can't wait
Until I'm knee deep in my own waste
And I think that I'm justified
a€?Cause I've seen what trying's done for those whove tried
I spend most days in this bed too small for two
misplacing time
Like I've got it to lose
I spend endless days thinking of all the different ways
That we make love
And I think that I'm justified
a€?Cause I've seen what living's done for those alive
(They don't survive, they don't survive)
I spend entire days in this bed too small for two
On these pillows that you can't get used to
And that's why I don't sleep at night
And that's why I don't feel right in this city
It's more me than you

You go and I'll stay
Why would I put clothes on to see
Some guy you like more than me?
But you should go and I'll be okay
I promised myself
I'd finally start that book I've been meaning to read
About the French Revolution
You go and I'll stay
Why would I leave the house to see
Some guy who sings better than me?
When you come home to me
Smelling like booze, humming his tunes
I'm rolling over and it's lights out for this lightweight
Lights out for this lightweight
Lights out for this lightweight
Lights out for this lightweight