You and meI like to danceIn my carWith the radio onAnd I like to singSitting thereAt the top of my lungsYou drive byAnd so I bringThe air guitar outAnd strumA few chords for you

‘Cause I’ve gotLove insideYou’ve gotLove insideNot the kindYou bring to bedAnd not the kindYou seeIt’s for everyoneYou and meYou and me

Sometimes I just feelLike I’m aboutTo explodeSometimes I just feelLike I’m lettingThe flood gates goIsn’t it funnyThat the more you giveThe more this loveBegins to grow inside?

All this love insideAnd not the kindYou bring to bedAnd not the kindYou seeIt’s for everyoneYou and me

DriftingI fall apart every timeThat I take one lastLook at youYou walk aloneThrough the nightAnd you stare outAt the moonI want to be there, I want to be with youI want to be there, I want to be with youWhen you go outWhen you go out

The moon doesn’t haveIt’s own lightWhen the sun goes black, It will tooAnd I feel the sameWay tonightLike I’ll disappearWithout youI want to be there, I want to be with youI want to be there, I want to be with youWhen you go outWhen you go out

Will you ever wonderWill you careWhen I’m not hereAnd will you questionWhen there’s no answerCause I’m not hereI’m not here

I’ve been falling apartAll the timeSince I tookMy last look at youAnd I stay awake

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Rough cutSuddenly you’re shaken with painShooting down inside youAnd now you’re crumbling awayBut this isn’t like youIt doesn’t stop ‘til it breaks down all you knowYour breathing locks and your balance goes

LadadadadadadadaIt takes a minuteLadadadadadadada It doesn’t finishLadadadadadadadaYou’re breaking fasterLadadadadadaYou’re nothing afterThere’s nothing after

You try to make your escapeBut the blows keep on comingAnd as the dust clears awayYou start to notice somethingEach time a piece crashes down into the floorYou’re a little lighter than just before

LadadadadadadadaIt takes a minuteLadadadadadadadaIt doesn’t finishLadadadadadadadaYou’ll see it afterLadadadadadaWhen you look backwardsWhen you look backwards

And now your eyes shift from negative spacesTo contours that light up this rough cut designAnd now you see it, you’re sculpture in motionYou’re unfinished art that keeps going, it keeps goingIt keeps going and going and going and going

Show your weaknessI found a little potTook it in the kitchenAnd filled itWith some dirtPlantedA chrysanthemumAnd you should’ve seenHow it turnedMy mood to yellowIt turned my moodTo yellow in a day

I read about a boyWho suffered depressionHis parents hung a mirrorInside his bedroomAnd they made him smileAt it three times a day‘Til it tookHis depression away

And it goes to showThat there’s a natural wayOf healingWhat we’re feeling insideIt goes to showThat before we prescribeWe should first tryA simple smile

So I drive outTo the middleOf nowhereAnd I turn littleAs I stare upAt the stars in the skyAnd these heavens eraseAny worries I faceIf I look upOnce in a while

And it goes to showThat there’sA natural wayOf healingWhat we’re

Washing dayHe recognizedThe fracture line and asked“How bad’s the pain?”I said“It’s feeling worse than everCan’t you make it go away?”He studied my heart upAnd down and said“I’ve never seen one quite this bad.I’ll wrap it up if you want meTo but I must be warning you.A splint won’t stickA cast won’t lastA band-aid will come unglued.The only way to heal your heartIs keeping loving‘Til one loves you.”

Oooh, the doctor said“It’s true. Now get better soon.”Well, I knew that I couldn’t waitAnd he’d walked out the door.So I grabbed the NovacaineAnd some pills from his drawer.And when I got homeI held my heart and bandagedAll those ugly scars.I numbed the painAnd popped the pillsUntil my heart went still.And life just passed by every dayLike every day before.I felt no love, I felt no pain, I played my part and nothing more.

my face.He said, “There’s one more thing to doAnd I think it might cure you.Write down every single wayYou loved the one that you knew.Then love yourself in that same wayAnd in no time you’ll be brand new.”

You will love this song You alwaysLoved the colorsAnd the detailSo heres mineSnuck out downAt dark seventeethStreet late last nightTook myLittle orange booklampAnd the notebookWith the starsOn the frontThe sleeping bagThat my ex gave to meTo keep me warmAnd a blackFountain penTo write the wordsThat was too lateTo say out loudAnd my eyesTurned greenLike they doWhen I’m cryingAnd my heartIt went to blueCause you told meThat I might not beWhat you needYou wantTo try more outBut you’reThe only thingI can’t stopThinking aboutYeah ILike you, a lotAnd I thinkIt’s worseThan that

So you love itWhen all the wordsIn the songMove really fast

RisingI was feeling a bit off cueMy friend asked “Where are you?”I said I don’t even know the dayAnd I wandered around some moreGathered some scrapes and soresGathered some flowers along the way

And you know that it comes and goesYou can release your holdCause when it fits right it takes no time to know

And when things don’t go your wayAnd you’re running against the grainAnd you’ve run out of things to doTry and remember thisMaybe it’s just practiceFor something better suit for you

And you know that it comes and goesYou can release your holdCause when it fits right it takes no timeWhen it feels this right, you won’t think twiceWhen it fits it takes no time to know

In the creasesYou’re the smell of the toastThat you made in the mornings.You’re the page in my bookThat I keep to myself.You’re the unlocking soundWhen I turn my door key.You’re the scarThat I have from the timeThat I fell.I can’t describe the faces.I can’t recall the names.But you remain...

I keep you in the creases.I hide you in the folds.Protect you from the sunlight.Shield you from the cold.Everybody saidThey were glad to see you go.But no one ever has to know.

You’re the part of the moonThat blends into the blackness.Even though we knowIt’s really still there.You’re the song that I singAnd I don’t need to practice.You’re the green shoesI keep thoughThey’re too small to wear.I can’t describe the faces.I can’t recall the names.But you remain...

I keep you in the creases.I hide you in the folds.Protect you from the sunlight.Shield you from the cold.Everybody said they were gladTo see you go.But no one ever has toNo one ever has to know the thingsThat I refuse to seeAnd all the nights I still can’t sleep.I curl up in the sheets

Load nonsenseI like missing you in the morningsWhen the air’s too cold to feel nice.And I like hearing your sneakers stompingDown the stairs when you stomp out of sight, And I like how all your walls surround you, So that I can’t ever come insideAnd I like holding you and then falling down.

I like feeling your arms around meAnd then sneaking out in the morning lightAnd I like going away sometimesFor a lonely day and a lonely nightAnd I like singing my nonsense loudlyAnd then whispering the things I hideAnd I like holding you and then falling down.

Oh and I like you when you’re out of view‘Cause I have this perfect picture in my mindAnd I like you and it feels so true‘Cause I have this perfect picture, yeahAnd it’s become a fixture, This pretty, pretty picture of you in my mind.

I like trying to read your scribblesBecause they keep me guessing everytime.And I like wondering if you want meAnd then you tell me this feels just right.And I like waking up in the morningsAs our shadows get flushed by the lightAnd I like holding you and then falling down.I’m falling down.I’m falling down.I’m falling down.

23He fell in love with me, Then I fell in love with youAnd now I am watching youFollow her out the doorOf my house, And it feels so meanI didn’t know you’d movedOn to another heartWhile I was picking mine upWith it’s broken partsI did it to him, You did it to meShe’ll do it to you‘Cause we’re 23 years oldAnd that’s what we doWhen we’re 23

And I still rememberWatching you in NovemberLike a Hollywood movieOn the silver screenAnd you looked so good in 2-DThat I fell blindly for youLike he’d fallen for meAnd I recognized the same lookIn your eye yesterdayAs you watched herThrough your cameraWith the split-second delayI did it to him, you did it to meYou’re next on the list‘Cause she’s 23 years oldAnd that’s what we do when we’re 23

And I wouldn’t take it back‘Cause now I know more about meBut I should’ve had a laugh earlier‘Cause it’s pretty sillyHow we slide along the winning edgeAnd the losing edge and the middleAnd we dance around and poke ourselvesOn this love triangleI did it to him, you did it to meShe’s doing it to you,