Where You've Been Hidingcome with me to the liquor store,we’ll pick up one, pick up one more and drink until we fall asleep, wake up, grab a bite to eat. and there we can discuss the terms of your departure, no return. and i’ll zone out deep in my eggs, dissecting every word you said: “well could you ever really be with someone undone like me?” (it all makes sense, it all slows down.) then she counts to ten to re-assess the feelings felt were all miss-steps. (it all grows tense, it all burns down.)
i kissed your lips when we were kids, penetrated through your skin to touch your heart, i felt it beat, still got that red blood on my sleeve. then i grew old and you grew tired, the wheels kept spinning with flat tires and i didnt eat, and you didnt sleep, and i didnt dream, and you couldnt breathe. you said: “could you ever be something defined as ‘happy’?”(it all makes sense it all slows down) then she counts to ten to re-assess the feelings felt were all miss-steps. (it all grows tense, it all burns..)
well i know where you’ve been hiding all those secrets that you keep writing down in that diary you keep underneath where we sleep. its just like dying, but the words wont come out.
believe me, you’re gonna say “holy shit, there’s an undiscovered side of me”