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I get up in the evening and I ain't got nothing to say. I come home in the morning, I go to bed feeling the same way. I ain't nothing but tired. Man, I'm just tired and bored with myself. Hey there baby, I could use just a little help. You can't start a fire without a spark. This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark. Message keeps getting clearer, radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place. I check my look in the mirror, I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face. Man, I ain't getting nowhere, I'm just living in a dump like this. There's something happening somewhere. Baby, I just know that there is. You can't start a fire without a spark. This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark. You sit around getting older. There's a joke here somewhere and it's on me. I'll shake this world off my shoulders. Come on baby, this laugh's on me. Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright. They say you gotta stay hungry. Hey baby, I'm just about starving tonight. I'm dying for some action, I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book. I need a love reaction. Come on now baby, give me just one look. You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart. This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark. You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart. This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark.

if it takes hours then that means miles and that's longer than i want to spend with you at least put the windows down i'll try to fall asleep. this musics boring can't we find a happy medium put &serenading on and turn the speakers up. wish on stars that you can't see through this fog one more state and i swear i'll be gone. when does the sun rise? eight more hours? that's not even close. i'm taking shifts switching lanes just to keep up. no signs of life until the sun penetrates through windshield vapors touch the glass and disintegrate.

On the floor of myopic
We look at all the spines
Between urban architecture and interior design
I would have built a city for you
If we hadn’t run out of time.

I am nothing without you.
When sandpaper skin has done it again

Maxwell standard grade
Capture every frame
In moving motion picture
Collecting dust on the shelf
Remembering is nothing
If you don't have the proof
Like a first kiss
Or watching movies on the apocalypse.

My head is aching from last night and thoughts of you
Too many artifacts are present and I can’t bare to leave this room.
You left your jacket by the stairs draped on the banister
I glide my hands across its neck and I get chills from the air.

I let you down it’s for the best with a heart like mine I just can’t commit.
I’m always acting never thinking about what I may have found.

Bruising’s easy when you’re clumsy, when you’re drunk it’s even worse
We could childproof the living room but I don’t think that it would help
The carpet’s stained from use, tipped over glasses and leftover food
And when the dishes pile up I’ll do them in the morning.

I never make myself clear yet my intentions keep you near
No wonder you’re confused
By muffled descriptions and my drunken slurs.