You said you felt so stupid when you tried to show your affection. Well look who's stupid now I keep your smile safe inside my head And my heart tucked tightly underneath your bed. I kept your flowers at the bottom of the barral Where their scent could never eminate again But don't worry sweetie, I kept them on the kitchen table Until I pulled all their petals off Looks like you loved me not.

You can be the winter and I will be the fall. You can be the writer and I'll be the rag doll.

There is a boy who keeps my soul tucked up tightly in his back pockets' black wallet. I sold it to him months ago but this song has little or nothing to do with him. Why do I try so hard everyday to alleviate the mistakes this heart has made when doctors make mistakes everyday in their own favor at the expense of others? My heart's as deep as the ocean. Maybe that’s why I associate sea salts with you but before I say or do anything to dissolve myself… Why do I try so hard everyday to alleviate the mistakes this heart has made when doctors make mistakes everyday in their own favor at the expense of others? Others, others, in decimals and dollars. Now I know that you were no, you were no mistake I swear it. All I did was love too much. All I did wrong was to love you too much and a little love never hurt anyone half as much as these poorly prescribed prescriptions Why do I try so hard everyday to alleviate the mistakes this heart has made when doctors make mistakes everyday in their own favor at the expense of... Why do I try so hard everyday to alleviate the mistakes this heart has made when there is no mistake to alleviate because you were worth it. Oh my God, you're still worth it.

No, there is nothing special about the things that we do. No, there is nothing special about the things that we do. LEFT SPEAKER: I get pulled in only to fade out and it's happening all the time, The same way the shore is sculpted by the tide at night. And the thought of visiting that ocean in my mind And of us sinking below the salty depths terrifies me to death. You're so much more afraid of unknown depths and my end will be half as deep as that. Would you give me your breath if it was my one last wish, drowning in saline? I think about it every time my best friend and boyfriend are not speaking in the backseat. RIGHT SPEAKER: No, there is nothing special about the things that we do. Everything breathes so just let it be and let me breathe as I share my bottle of Boone's. The couch is at war with the tireless TV and it's eating me alive. The only place left to sleep is underneath the kitchen table that I doubt has ever seen a knife. And it is there that I find a bed cover and a boy to be my blanket. But no blanket could ever beat being buried beneath the snow, Outside at night in the blistering thirty-below. Outside at night in the blistering thirty-below, I am still without the white out I have been waiting for.

Lately I’ve been missing your voice echoing through my living room And it wakes me up at two in the morning And I fall back to sleep with a smile on my face ‘Cause if I’m as much like my father as they say then I know And I can rest assured that in that moment he was so Goddamned happy Just to be sitting there next to you And I know you felt it to, yeah, I know you feel it to. And I wanted you to know that I miss you three thousand miles away And there’s so much left to say, but I’ll save it ‘til you come home and stay. And I know that sometimes life can throw you a fast one And as a player in this game, it’s our duty to catch ‘em And I don’t know much about baseball or port Townsend or your situation But I know that you did what you had to do And even if I wanted to It is something that I could never hold against you. And I wanted you to know that I miss you three thousand miles away And there’s so much left to say, but I’ll save it ‘til you come home and stay. And I have you to thank for so much of my life Who I’m growing up to be, seventeen and counting. I’m creative and conscious and honest and I am doing just fine And if you’re doing just fine than why are you crying? You know you don’t ever have to miss us, we’re always there with you ever day Deep inside your chest where your heart beats the blood to your brain. And I wanted you to know that I miss you three thousand miles away And there’s so much left to say, but I’ll save it ‘til you come home And I wanted you to know that I miss you three thousand miles away And there’s so much left to say, but it can wait ‘til you come home and stay.

I stumble into your room and I freeze Because the way you hold your eyes in mine sometimes, paralyzes me Better than any anesthesia after any accident Or the shock of every car wreck that I’ve ever been in And you should know if I still had my soul in my name It would be yours in a blink I’ve got a fever of one hundred and three And I’m exactly where I want to be And you let me sleep between your sheets Despite the heaving of my breathing and the beating of my chest That never ceases to scream your name In every song that I sing and every dream that I claim And you should know that you’re the best thing that I’ve found And she loves lilies and doves and me In the best way that she can And for that I am so grateful and so thankful And I know that she can’t stand to see me on my knees in desperate elegance. I just want to paint my world in hues of orange and white