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This was the first Dashboard Confessional CD that I owned. It is all acoustic and it is amazing.
The Swiss Army Romance
1. Screaming Infidelities
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.
I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets. You're not alone and you're not discreet. You make sure I know who's taking you home.
I'm reading your note over again. There's not a word that I comprehend, except when you signed it "I will always love you forever."
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 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're pretending.
I'm missing your bed, I never sleep. Avoiding the spots where we'd have to sleep, and this bottle of beast is taking me home.
Your hair, it's everywhere. Screaming infidelities, taking it's wear.
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2. The Sharp Hint Of New Tears
On the way home, this car hears my confessions. I think tonight I'll take the long way. This weather. The wind outside is biting. I has left me feeling tired and exposed. You've been asking me to bleed. It seems these kinds of questions come too easy to you now. Your lack of shame comes naturally. I should not be surprised. I should have seen it sooner. You expect me to apologize for things that you've done wrong. While you're inciting others. You're owning up to night and I wish that I was gone, because you're not going anywhere. This damp air is fighting my defroster. My sighs they ring victorious and fog this tinted glass. It's clouded and so is my head. The hint of these new tears are sharp I try to hold them back. It's useless. I'm useless against them. They are beating me with ease. On the way home this car hears my confessions. I think tonight I'll take the long way.
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3. Living In Your Letters
I'm always assuming the worst, but you're going on nonetheless and there's nothing to cushion your heart led fall. Letters from further away keep pulling me close to home. And there's something to cushion my callous sighs. And I know that you hope for longer good-byes embracing for forever and falling in your eyes. Pouring over photographs. I'm living in your letters. Breathe deeply from this envelope it smells like you and I can't be without that scent. It's filling me with all you mean to me. Continually failing these trials but you stand by me nonetheless and you won't let me sink though I'm begging you. Phone calls from further away and messages on my machine, but I don't ever tell you this distance seems terrible. There is no need to test my heart, with useless space. These roads go on forever and so do you and I. So I'll hit the pavement it's got to better than waiting and pushing you far away cause I'm scared. So I'll take my chances and head on my way up there. Cause turning to you is like falling in love when you're ten.
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4. The Swiss Army Romance
Sleep with all the lights on. You're not so happy. You're not secure. You're dying to look cute in your blue jeans, but you're plastic just like everyone. You're just like everyone. And that face you paint is pressed impressing most of us as permanent and I'd like to see you undone. College night will draw the crowds. Dorms unload and you're heading out. Here is your moment to shine. Making up a history. It has nothing from the life you lead but man, will they buy all your lines. Sleep with all the sheets off your bearing your mattress bearing your soul. And you're dying to look smooth with your tattoos but you're searching just like everyone you could be anyone. And those friends you have are the best impressing most of us as permanent and I'd like to see you undone. Youth's the most unfaithful mistress. Still we forge ahead to miss her. Rushing out moment to shine. Making up a history, it has nothing of the life you lead but man, will they buy all your lines. We're not twenty-one, but the sooner we are, the sooner the fun will begin, so get out your fake eyelashes and fake id's, and real disasters ensue, it's cool to take these chances. It's cool to fake romances and grow up fast.
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5. Turpentine Chaser
This paint has been tasting of lead and their chips will fall as they may, but it's not just my finish that is peeling, and it's not alone fleeing these walls. Well sooner or later this cold it's going to break, so our hands will be warm again, but all I want is not to need you now. And sooner or later this code it's gonna' break and our words will be heard again, but all I want are vows of silence now. This turpentine chaser's got kick and the rag that it's soaked in is rich. The fumes aide the pace of my cleaning and as soon as I am done I am gone. The frightening facts we've been facing our backs to for so long now are begging for eyes to bear witness to lies and indifference. Now we're saying aloud the things we've declared in our silence. That new coats of paint will not reacquaint broken hearts to broken homes.
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6. A Plain Morning
It is yet to be determined, but the air is thick, and my hope is feeling worn. I'm missing home, and I'm glad you're not a part of this, there are parts of me that will be missed. And the phone is always dead to me, so I can't tell you that the temperature is dropping and it feels like it is colder than it ought to be in March and I still have a day or two ahead of me till I'll be heading home, into your arms again. And the people here are asking after you. It doesn't make it easier. It doesn't make it easier to be away. I'd like to hire a plane. I'd see you in the morning, when the day is fresh. I'm coming home again. It is warmer where you're waiting. It feels more like July. There's pillows in their cases and one of those is mine. And you wrote the words I love you, and sprayed it with perfume. It is better than this fire to heat this lonely room. It is warmer where your waiting. It feels more like July.
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7. Age Six Racer
So long sweet summer. I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays. So long sweet slumber. I fell into you and you're gracefully falling away. Hey, thanks, thanks for that summer. It is cold where you're going I hope that your heart's always warm. I gave you the best that I had. You passed on the letters and passed on the best that I had. I hate the winter in Lexington.
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8. Again I Go Unnoticed
So quiet, another wasted night
The television steals the conversation
Exhale, another wasted breath
Again I go unnoticed
Please tell me you're just feeling tired
'Cause if it's more than that
I feel that I might break
Out of touch, out of time
Please give me anything but signals that are mixed
'Cause I can't read your rolling eyes
Out of touch, out of time
Close-lipped. another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all its passion
Your grip, another time is slack
It leaves me feeling empty
Please tell me you're just feeling tired
'Cause if it's more than that
I feel that I might break
Out of touch are we out of time
Please give me anything but signals that are mixed
'Cause I can't stand your rolling eyes
Out of touch out of time
I'll wait until tomorrow
Maybe you'll feel better then
Maybe we'll be better then
So what's another day
When I can't stand these nights
Of thoughts of going on without you
This mood of yours is temporary
It seems worth the wait to see your smile again
Out of the corner of your eye
Won't be the only way you're looking at me then
So quiet another wasted night
The television steals the conversation
Exhale, another wasted breath
Again I go unnoticed.
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9. Ender Will Save Us All
It's just like you to contest you wear it like a label on your breast don't you see what this takes of me? A certain callousness complies with your charm and in your pride a hopeful look draped in despise. I want to give you whatever you need. What is it you need? Is it what I need? I want to give you whatever you need. What is it you need? Is it within me? It's hard to explain how I am getting by on so little from you. It's hard to believe that I would let myself get so wrapped in you. There's got to be something that would be worthwhile for me to give to you. We need a connection but you seem to push me far away from you. The harder I push the further I fall. Well you don't mind me being headstrong. But you don't want to sing along. Maybe it's trite but I can always be wrong. Try not to be wrong.
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10. Shirts And Gloves
When I'm back from the road then you're out on it and I'm tired of this distance and I believe it's over it's overrated. And this phone tag game is endless, the novelty is wearing. I'm hoping time will pass without any assistance or convincing. Road rules apply there's so much action, you're getting busy. I'll call your cellular phone to tell you TV night was lonely without you and so am I... so am I. It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year. So many high points on this last leg. I can't wait to recount them it seems like nothing's happened until I've shared them with you. The note that you had called says you're half a day away and you are heading home just in time for me for me to leave road rules apply there's so much action I'm getting busy. So make sure that I'm up to date on TV night, I hate to miss out. I think I miss you most on Wednesdays and Saturdays. It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
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