I love the way that you make me think I love the way you’re always in between Wanting to change and wanting to change me If I had to put a wager down On either of us coming around I’d speak whatever language You demand that I speak If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you I love the way you don’t compromise I’ve never been one for wrong or right I love conceding that you’ve convinced me Never one to put the gavel down If you don’t like the way that it sounds I’ll speak whatever verdict you demand that I speak If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you

I’m memorizing your friends You’re mixing water with gin And stressing out the sunrise I left my heart in my chest You told me I was your best Except for all of those guys We got drunker than sin You told me you wanted kids I said I wanna pass out Wanted to tell you it’s fine But my words didn’t rhyme So they stayed in my mouth I’m nothing special but there are ways to sell that There are no surprises with me at least I’ll tell you as much It’s no use planning and there’s no point thinking about the past I want what’s important to me Then when i have it find it’s not what i expect it to be I’m getting worse over time You’re turning water to wine That I can drink by myself You said you wanted a house A yard a garden a spouse I’ll have to sleep somewhere else I’m waking up on the floor Learning what dramamine’s for And sinking into my seat I’m complaining in time Over rhythms and ninths You’re outgrowing your feet I’m nothing special but there are ways to sell that There are no surprises with me at least I’ll tell you as much It’s no use planning and there’s no point thinking about the past I want what’s important to me Then when i have it find it’s not what i expect it to be I’m memorizing your friends All those Sarah’s and Jen’s And hanging bells by the door So you can hear when I leave And let a sense of relief Teach you what apathy’s for

我不是说你是个忘记不了的东西 我就是说不让我放手的是我的本质 你不想我我知道我就应该销声匿迹 但我还在倔强的 但我还在顽固的 记得我自己的错误是我的超级能力 表示我想要什么就是达不到的梦想 你一而再再而三给我无穷无尽的机会 我每次都不值得 我每次都得寸进尺 你给我的伤口还没结痂 粘稠的血液还在流淌 你给我的感觉不如发狂 让我想起弄破你的车闸 现实的我睡觉在车上 梦中的我鹰般地飞翔 理想的我把过去扔掉 未来的我还沉溺于烦躁

Waking up All alone Has its perks Cuz no one knows Where you’ve been Or where you’ll go And no one’s there To tell you no If it’s my opinion it’s a matter of fact That’s how I’ve been living ever since you left Here we are This old thing Another’s touch To stay awake I’m begging her I swear I’ll change Knowing that’s it’s always gonna end the same way If it’s my opinion it’s a matter of fact That’s how I’ve been living ever since you left Ever since you left Ever since you left Ever since you left Well This is where it stops being friendly Crawled your way back into my head Smoking with your best friend Jenny She tells me you’re in love again Let’s go! I don’t even know if it’s rational I don’t even care Light, it makes its way through the cracks I’ll make it out But this is where it stops being friendly Crawled your way back into my head Smoking with your best friend Jenny She tells me you’re in love again

She wants to write the next great American novel I just wanna make it to tomorrow She wants to write the next great American novel I just wanna make it to tomorrow I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything

I left my heart in your old apartment I left my mind in your glove compartment Investing so much time in all these mazes that we navigate Break an empty bottle against the wall and scream your ex’s name Slowly counting backward in the backyard of a stranger’s place It’s easier to blame it on you I swear if you don’t call me now I’ll throw myself out Off the roof of your house You’ll be scraping me off the ground Investing so much time in all these mazes that we navigate Break an empty bottle against the wall and scream your ex’s name Slowly counting backward in the backyard of a stranger’s place It’s easier to blame it on you Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag So it’s easier to blame it on you On you On you It’s easier to blame it on you It’s easier to blame it Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Blame it on you On you On you It’s easier to blame it on you On you On you Well don’t you fuckin blame it on me

Trying to act like I didn't hear It's always better than the first time When you finally get it for the first time Forgettable memories at the top of your list She's trying to act like she didn't hear Waking up is just the worst time To look at each other in the worst light Bathing in memories that were better than this Couldn't hide the fact that on the face of it That face was telling me nothing I wasn't always such a shut-in Cross out the name thats on the top of your list Couldn't face the sound of my cell phone Ringing but telling me nothing Trying to talk but thoughts cut in Forcing me to picture endings that are better than this Light glanced off the cold Can’t remember what I’m striving for They told me to stay on the road And that there’s nothing better That’s so overblown I know what’s worth surviving for Written in a simple code I know there’s something better Let down by the war Thought it would be more Knowing it’s not gold And that there’s nothing better

It boils down to timing It makes us who we are Do those silver linings Heal your heart? You always pulled your hair back Like you were some athlete You never really knew quite What to do with me Eyes glued To movie screens Trying to glean some meaning A bedroom With magazines Vodka and tarot readings You just think that everybody’s wrong You want these things to happen A front row seat has its consequences You ask me what’s the difference You’re boring now Best friends At the barricades Fighting for deeper meaning You showed up Then walked away Cuz you didn’t see their reasoning You just think that everybody’s wrong You want these things to happen A front row seat has its consequences You ask me what’s the difference You’re boring now You just think that everybody’s wrong It boils down to timing It makes us who we are Do those silver linings Heal your heart? You always pulled your hair back Like you were some athlete You never really knew quite What to do with me

哦 告诉我，我们已经来不及了还是 还有时间，下次可以改变命运 哦 给我说，你做梦的时候看见我还是 那些梦跟我的一样寂寞，孤单，沮丧 除非你发现我我才欣赏镜子里的人 很自豪地公布我每一个缺点 我给我自己说谎，给大家吐实 虽然这样焦虑，但没有出事 除非你发现我我才欣赏镜子里的人 很自豪地公布我每一个缺点 我给我自己说谎，给大家吐实 虽然这样焦虑，但没有出事 好可怜 没有成就 别抱怨 哦 let it go 耸肩 没有借口 不要捣乱 哦 let it go 哦 let it go 哦 let it go 哦 let it go 除非你发现我我才欣赏镜子里的人 很自豪地公布我每一个缺点 我给我自己说谎，给大家吐实 虽然这样焦虑，但没有出事 除非你发现我我才欣赏镜子里的人 很自豪地公布我每一个缺点 我给我自己说谎，给大家吐实 虽然这样焦虑，但没有出事

Tyler Littlejohn: Stayed In, Made Plans” I love the way that you make me think I love the way you’re always in between Wanting to change and wanting to change me If I had to put a wager down On either of us coming around I’d speak whatever language You demand that I speak If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you I love the way you don’t compromise I’ve never been one for wrong or right I love conceding that you’ve convinced me Never one to put the gavel down If you don’t like the way that it sounds I’ll speak whatever verdict you demand that I speak If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you If you became a recluse I would hide under your bed Just to watch your feet move around the room I know buried underneath us are 100 million men Who’d kill to feel like I now feel for you “Sad Boi Summer” Waking up All alone Has its perks Cuz no one knows Where you’ve been Or where you’ll go And no one’s there To tell you no If it’s my opinion it’s a matter of fact That’s how I’ve been living ever since you left Here we are This old thing Another’s touch To stay awake I’m begging her I swear I’ll change Knowing that’s it’s always gonna end the same way If it’s my opinion it’s a matter of fact That’s how I’ve been living ever since you left Ever since you left Ever since you left Ever since you left Well This is where it stops being friendly Crawled your way back into my head Smoking with your best friend Jenny She tells me you’re in love again Let’s go! I don’t even know if it’s rational I don’t even care Light, it makes its way through the cracks I’ll make it out But this is where it stops being friendly Crawled your way back into my head Smoking with your best friend Jenny She tells me you’re in love again   “Sir, This is a Wendy’s” She wants to write the next great American novel I just wanna make it to tomorrow She wants to write the next great American novel I just wanna make it to tomorrow I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything I don’t feel like anything “Paper Bag” I left my heart in your old apartment I left my mind in your glove compartment Investing so much time in all these mazes that we navigate Break an empty bottle against the wall and scream your ex’s name Slowly counting backward in the backyard of a stranger’s place It’s easier to blame it on you I swear if you don’t call me now I’ll throw myself out Off the roof of your house You’ll be scraping me off the ground Investing so much time in all these mazes that we navigate Break an empty bottle against the wall and scream your ex’s name Slowly counting backward in the backyard of a stranger’s place It’s easier to blame it on you Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag So it’s easier to blame it on you On you On you It’s easier to blame it on you It’s easier to blame it Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Breathing in and out into a paper bag Blame it on you On you On you It’s easier to blame it on you On you On you Well don’t you fuckin blame it on me   “Athlete” It boils down to timing It makes us who we are Do those silver linings Heal your heart? You always pulled your hair back Like you were some athlete You never really knew quite What to do with me Eyes glued To movie screens Trying to glean some meaning A bedroom With magazines Vodka and tarot readings You just think that everybody’s wrong You want these things to happen A front row seat has its consequences You ask me what’s the difference You’re boring now Best friends At the barricades Fighting for deeper meaning You showed up Then walked away Cuz you didn’t see their reasoning You just think that everybody’s wrong You want these things to happen A front row seat has its consequences You ask me what’s the difference You’re boring now You just think that everybody’s wrong It boils down to timing It makes us who we are Do those silver linings Heal your heart? You always pulled your hair back Like you were some athlete You never really knew quite What to do with me “Cheetahs” Tired of blaming the weather For the way that you feel when you’re awake Don’t you wanna get better? Does it feel like a wreckage you can’t save? Do you still have the poster on your wall With the cheetahs and inspirational quotes? I used to hate them But days like this you just need reminding You’re gonna be okay You’re gonna find everything you need Inside of your own head Yeah you’ll get it Yeah you’re gonna figure it out Tired of blaming my father For all the advice he never gave I don’t mean to be bitter I just want to be proud of my last time I still have the poster on my wall With Shaquille o’ neal and a basketball I know it’s childish But days like this I just need reminding I’m gonna be okay I’m gonna find everything I need Inside of my own head Yeah I’ll get it Yeah I’m gonna figure it out We’re gonna be okay We’re gonna find everything we need Inside of our own heads Yeah we’ll get it Yeah we’re gonna figure it out I know this is how it’s supposed to be Only for a moment It’s a long road Deeper than the end of the sea Only for a moment Cuz I know This is how it’s supposed to be You only need a moment