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This is the second Dashboard CD I bought. It is great!!! It is packed with just as powerful song lyrics as the others!
The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most
1. The Brilliant Dance
So this is odd, the painful realization that all has gone wrong.
And nobody cares at all, and nobody cares at all.
So you buried all your lover's clothes and burned the letters lover wrote,
but it doesn't make it any better.Does it make it any better?
And the plaster dented from your fist in the hall where you had your first kiss
reminds you that the memories will fade.
So this is strange,
our side stepping has come to be a brilliant dance
where nobody leads at all,
where nobody leads at all.
And the picture frames are facing down
and the ringing from this empty sound is deafening and keeping you from sleep.
And breathing is a foreign task
and thinking's just too much to ask
and you're measuring your minutes by a clock that's blinking eights.
This is incredible.
Starving,
insatiable,
yes, this is love for the first time.
Well you'd like to think that you were invincible.
Yeah, well weren't we all once
before we felt loss for the first time?
Well this is the last time.
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2. Screaming Infidelities
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots, where'd we'd have to speak
and this bottle of beast, is taking me home
I'm cuddling close, to blankets and sheets
You're not alone, and you're not discreet
You make sure I know, whose taking you home
I'm reading your note, over again
There's not a word, that I comprehend
except when you sign it, "I will love you always, and forever."
(Chorus)
As for now, I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
and sit alone and wonder, how you're making out
but as for me, I wish that I was anywhere
with anyone, making out
I'm missing your laugh. How did it break?
And When did your eyes, begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy, as you are pretending
I'm cuddling close, to blankets and sheets.
And I am alone, In my defeat.
I wish I knew you were safely at home
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep.
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak.
And this bottle of beast, is taking me home.
(Chorus)
Your hair. Its everywhere.
Screaming Infidelities, and. taking Its wear.
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3. The Best Deceptions
I heard about your trip.
I heard about your souvenirs.
I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys that you spent them with.
Well I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I guess I should have heard of them from you.
Don't you see, don't you see,that the charade is over?
And all the "Best Deceptions" and "Clever Cover Story" awards go to you.
So kiss me hard'
cause this will be the last time that I let you.
You will be back someday
and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service
to keeping you away.
I heard about your regrets.
I heard that you were feeling sorry.
I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us.
Well I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers,
I'll be all right when my hands get warm.
Ignoring the phone, I'd rather say nothing.
I'd rather you'd never heard my voice.
You're calling too late to be gracious
and you do not warrant long good-byes.
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4. This Ruined Puzzle
This ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down
so the placing goes slowly.
The pictures of anything other than it's meant to be.
But the hours they creep,the patterns repeat.
Don't be concerned, you know I'll be fine on my own.
I never said "don't go".
I've written a note,it's pressed between pages
that you've marked to find your way back.
It says "Does he ever get the girl?"
But what if the pages stay pressed,
the chapters unfinished,the stories too dull to unfold?
Does he ever get the girl?
This basement's a coffin
I'm buried alive.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
I'll die in here just to be safe.
'Cause you're gone
I get nothing and you're off with barely a sigh.
I never said "Good-bye"
Does he ever get the girl?
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5. Saints And Sailors
This is where I say I've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.
A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruisesand I don't believe that I'm getting any better.
Waiting here with hopes the phone will ring and I'm thinking awful things
and I'm pretty sure that few would notice.
And this apartmentis starving for an argument. Anything at all to break the silence.
Wandering the house like I've never wanted out
and this is about as social as I get now.
And I'm throwing away the letters that I am writing you'
cause they would never do,I would never do.
So don't be a liar,
don't say that "everything's working"when everything's broken.
And you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.
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6. The Good Fight
Consider the odds,consider the obvious.The martyr is meaningless,the
campaign has died.In the planning stages and the fallen facesare the
singular proof that it was ever alive.
This purchased rebellion has been outdated,denounced and rescinded and left
to die championless.I begged you not to go.I begged you, I pleaded.Claimed
you as my only hopeand watched the floor as you retreated.
Hope has sprung a perfect divea perfect day, a perfect lie.A slowly crafted
monologue conceding your defeat.
Does it comfort you to know you fought the good fight?Basking in your
victory,hollow and aloneto boast your bitter bragging rights to anyone
who'll listen.While you're left with nothing tangible to gain.
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7. Standard Lines
Which of the bold faced lies will we use?
I hope that you're happy, you really deserve it,
this will be the best for us both in the end.
But your taste still lingers on my lips like I just placed them upon yours and I starve for you.
But this new diet's liquid and dulling to the senses.
And it's crude but it will do.
Which of the standard lines will we use?
I've been meaning to call you.
I've just been so busy.
We'll catch up soon.
Let's make it a point to.
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8. Again I Go Unnoticed
So quiet, another wasted night.
The television steals the conversation.
Exhale, another wasted breath
again it goes unnoticed
please tell me your just feeling tired
cause if its more than that I feel that I might brake
Out of touch, out of time
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't stand your rolling eyes.
Out of touch are we out of time
Close lipped, another good night kiss
is robbed of all its passion
your grip another time is slack
it leaves me feeling empty
please tell me your just feeling tired
cause if its more than that I feel that I might brake
Out of touch, out of time
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed
cause I can't read your rolling eyes.
Out of touch are we out of time
I waited till tomorrow
maybe you'll be better then, maybe we'll be better then
so what's another day
when I can't bare these nights of thought of going on without you
This mood of yours is temporary
It seems worth the wait to you smile again
out of the corner of my eye
will be the only way your looking at me then
So quite, another wasted night.
The television steals the conversation.
Exhale, another wasted breath
again it goes unnoticed
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9. The Places You Have Come To Fear The Most
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself,
and covered with a perfect shell,
such a charming beautiful exterior.
This is one time that you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone or anyone at all.
And the grave that you refuse to leave the refuge that you've built to flee
the places you have come to fear the most.
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself,
and hidden in the public eye.
Such a stellar monument to loneliness.
Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes
and perfect makeup but you're barely scraping by.
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10. This Bitter Pill
Walking away. It's not the same as running. Is it to you know that you've run in this ground.
And you say take this. This medicine is just what you deserve.
Swallow, choke, and die.
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth.
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound.
With it's measure only equal by the power of my stare glaring over you
and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out.
It's wearing offand it's leaving you with such a heavy heartand a head to
match.
The bottle is waiting the cap is twisted begging to be used and so are you.
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