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Okay
Tom,
Gimme a pen, a pad, a couch, a blanket, pillow and I'm out
I wrote this thing from 31st to Clinton
Foaming at the mouth
Can I sleep in your den?
I'm mad about how she's shaking in the middle of our house
I wrote this thing from amongst the best she handed out

Tom
Give me the biggest fucking shot of disastrous ass-backwards
Triple X
1000 proof shit in a glass
Better get the whole bottle
Better yet, I'll get water
I don't drink
Just give me the keys to your Civic
And some directions to the brink
[I'm, um..]
I'm kind of in the mood to get shot
I'm sort of kind of in the mood for suicide by cop
The little fake holdup the clerk
But I'm not loaded
The jerk at his work
At my worst
By the burst, it's a loaded gun
And when the cops come
I'll aim it at their faces until they lay me to waste
People will blame it on race, riot, and fuck up the place
Deface all in their path and
That's what I call a crime of passion

Tom,
Give me some NyQuil and a Tylenol
I want to shoot into space
But I don’t want to shoot through the wall
And maybe I should call
And maybe I just fuck the fuck off
’Cause, it's my fault, I fucked it all
What am I, 10 again?
This shit was messed up from the beginning
And I knew I'd fall in love
And then I'd lose it
And lose a friend
Maybe it's her fault
She never seemed to try
Tom,
Give me a second,
I've got something in my eye

Love to the next
Hugs, kisses to the sex
Hot with emotion, baby
Tell me what you need
Sex to the love ‘til when they’re not enough,
To the anger
How'd you lose your love for the leaves?

Drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning

Tom,
I toss and turn and can't sleep
I'm sorry to keep you up, right
Nevermind, man
Hey, what's up?
G’night, g’night, g’night, guys
My bright eyes ain't shuttin'
I'm sick of arguing,
So barging in seemed like it would help something
My puppy love turned to a leashed dog and a steamer
I'm on a plank,
She's riding pistol in a Bimmer
I'm thinkin' my best plan involves a meat cleaver and a steak knife
Someone's gonna die tonight,
But not her
Not my princess
Not my baby bird
Not my sweet chickadee turned angry vulture, clawing nerves
Red, tough, black and white and dead all over
Ask the owl, "How many licks does it take before it's over?"
"Twice is nice"

I asked you, "Please, toss my taped up clover"
Neither of us listen
[Neither of us listen]
I asked you, "Please, toss my taped up clover"
Neither of us listen
[Neither of us listen]
’Til we both pay the price

Like
Why you never listening?
Why you never there?
Why you gotta be like this?
Why don't you care?
Please, baby, talk to me
Please go away
Please, will you look at me?
Please, baby, stay

Can we stop this shit?
Can we try?
Can we make a go of it?
Please don't cry
Can we stop this shit?
Can we try?
Can we make a go of it?
Please don't cry

Drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I’m not waving,
I’m drowning

I remember
Bruised head, and a bruised heart
And I remember
Tossing with tears, cause the sleep's hard
If you remember
That faint smell on a pillow cover
Is not the smell of love anymore
That's loss and pain, vain happiness,
You're no longer the recipient of casual looks,
They seem to say you're all I see
So much compassion in her stare
How can it be in the back of my eyelids, haunting me?
A picture featuring your fat lower lip and brown hair
Each side of my bed is cold and will be
Remember when you throw my side with so and so
You bought that bed with me
You picked the sheets, and spent the time
You broke in the springs with me
Your first decision now change up your life and give it a try
With all the guys in the world,
Remember that you chose me
My best
You can have it if you want it

I gotta know
I gotta feel like this
’Cause life goes
And again and again
And again and again
I need a moment to absorb
This is a different kind of love you're missing
Best friends
’Cause everybody's fine and it's freedom again
Okay    Tom,   Gimme a pen, a pad, a couch, a blanket, pillow and I'm out   I wrote this thing from 31st to Clinton   Foaming at the mouth   Can I sleep in your den?    I'm mad about how she's shaking in the middle of our house   I wrote this thing from amongst the best she handed out      Tom   Give me the biggest fucking shot of disastrous ass-backwards   Triple X    1000 proof shit in a glass   Better get the whole bottle   Better yet, I'll get water    I don't drink   Just give me the keys to your Civic   And some directions to the brink   [I'm, um..]   I'm kind of in the mood to get shot   I'm sort of kind of in the mood for suicide by cop   The little fake holdup the clerk    But I'm not loaded   The jerk at his work    At my worst   By the burst, it's a loaded gun   And when the cops come   I'll aim it at their faces until they lay me to waste   People will blame it on race, riot, and fuck up the place   Deface all in their path and   That's what I call a crime of passion      Tom,    Give me some NyQuil and a Tylenol   I want to shoot into space   But I don’t want to shoot through the wall   And maybe I should call   And maybe I just fuck the fuck off   ’Cause, it's my fault, I fucked it all   What am I, 10 again?   This shit was messed up from the beginning   And I knew I'd fall in love   And then I'd lose it   And lose a friend   Maybe it's her fault   She never seemed to try   Tom,    Give me a second,    I've got something in my eye      Love to the next    Hugs, kisses to the sex   Hot with emotion, baby    Tell me what you need   Sex to the love ‘til when they’re not enough,    To the anger   How'd you lose your love for the leaves?      Drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning      Tom,   I toss and turn and can't sleep   I'm sorry to keep you up, right   Nevermind, man   Hey, what's up?   G’night, g’night, g’night, guys   My bright eyes ain't shuttin'   I'm sick of arguing,    So barging in seemed like it would help something   My puppy love turned to a leashed dog and a steamer   I'm on a plank,    She's riding pistol in a Bimmer   I'm thinkin' my best plan involves a meat cleaver and a steak knife   Someone's gonna die tonight,    But not her   Not my princess   Not my baby bird   Not my sweet chickadee turned angry vulture, clawing nerves   Red, tough, black and white and dead all over   Ask the owl, "How many licks does it take before it's over?"   "Twice is nice"      I asked you, "Please, toss my taped up clover"   Neither of us listen   [Neither of us listen]   I asked you, "Please, toss my taped up clover"   Neither of us listen   [Neither of us listen]   ’Til we both pay the price      Like   Why you never listening?   Why you never there?   Why you gotta be like this?   Why don't you care?   Please, baby, talk to me   Please go away   Please, will you look at me?   Please, baby, stay      Can we stop this shit?   Can we try?   Can we make a go of it?   Please don't cry   Can we stop this shit?   Can we try?   Can we make a go of it?   Please don't cry      Drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I'm not waving, I'm drowning   I’m not waving,   I’m drowning      I remember   Bruised head, and a bruised heart   And I remember   Tossing with tears, cause the sleep's hard   If you remember   That faint smell on a pillow cover    Is not the smell of love anymore   That's loss and pain, vain happiness,    You're no longer the recipient of casual looks,   They seem to say you're all I see   So much compassion in her stare   How can it be in the back of my eyelids, haunting me?   A picture featuring your fat lower lip and brown hair   Each side of my bed is cold and will be   Remember when you throw my side with so and so    You bought that bed with me   You picked the sheets, and spent the time   You broke in the springs with me   Your first decision now change up your life and give it a try   With all the guys in the world,    Remember that you chose me   My best   You can have it if you want it      I gotta know   I gotta feel like this   ’Cause life goes   And again and again   And again and again   I need a moment to absorb   This is a different kind of love you're missing   Best friends   ’Cause everybody's fine and it's freedom again
 
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