Alkaline Trio - "Blue in the Face"
It's about time that I came clean with you
I'm no longer fine, I'm no longer running smooth
I thought that I found myself under something new
Just one more line I repeat over and over again
'Till I'm blue in the face with a choking regret
Because I talk in circles 'round you on my bed
Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
When you left that night
It's about time that you got sick of me
No longer fun, and so far from interesting
I thought that I found me a cure for feeling old
Just one more line to keep me sleeping loudly and cold
In disgraced with a shameful regret
As I talk in tongues to myself in my bed
Can't say I blame you one bit when you kept it all inside
When you left that night
And all that followed fell like mercury to hell
Somehow we lost our heads for the last time
And all that followed fell like mercury to hell
Somehow we lost our heads for the last time
And I don't dream since I quit sleeping
And I haven't slept since I met you
And you can't breathe without coughing at daytime
And neither can I
So what do you say?
Your coffin, or mine?
Matt Skiba "Good F*cking Bye"
So you broke down, trying to leave town
I broke down crying on your return
You left me feeling hopefull
I'll never see your face again
Your made for a bad lover's liver
You stole all the covers and busted my head
You made me such an as*hole
I wish we'd never met
I'm tired of being bored
I'm through with the headaches
Hiding my hands that tremble like earthquakes
Under the table, under the daytime sky
Good-f*cking-bye
And when you lose hope
It's hard to cope
Watching the tyranny with sober eyes
The daybreak and sunset
All hours in between are spent murdering time
You made for a bad lover's liver
You stole all the covers and ****** up my head
You made me such an as*hole
I wish we'd never met
I'm tired of being bored
I'm through with the headaches
Hideing my hands that tremble like earthquakes
Under the table, under the daytime sky
Good-f*cking-bye
Good-f*cking-bye
Good-f*cking-bye