My favorite words tell you something
My favorite songs tell it all
I've got a jar full of tears and a body full of scars
My brain is broken it has nothing to do with my heart
I had every part of life warped from the start

So watch the stars and see them glow
That's how I see the world, you know
Yeah, that's how I see the world below

If I let you win this
would I still be okay?
If I let you fix me
promise me it all will go away
promise me the pain won't stay

I've learned to play the game
at least when i'm not home
I can get by just fine, I'm just usually on my own
and I know that you hate me, and I know it's not fair
but I'm just the type of person that can't have you there

So watch the stars and see them glow
that's how I see the world, you know
yeah, that's how I see the world below

If I let you win this
would I still be okay?
If I let you fix me
promise me it all will go away
promise me the pain won't stay.

Im back in this town again
on the streets I still know so well.
Just one place I used to call home,
at least for a little while.
Things change so subtly;
more buildings, more roads, less trees.
As I drive I try not to see your ghost.

This town is the the one place my thoughts speak up most.
Clockwork Orange, I can't escape.
Every regret, mistake, moment of shame,
is replaying in my head.
Close my eyes, try to sleep.
I know that I must leave.
I'm trying not to think of what I don't have

Everyone else has someone to come back to
Something they missed and still hold on to
All I have are memories
Some that never really ever happened

Everything I had is placed delicately inside my hands
in boxes and crates to be stored:
photographs, notebooks, the scars on my skin,
every second spent with you, sweatshirts, and old guitars,
laughter, a deck of cards,
and the sound of two people who were never happy.

I look behind town lines.
Gone for good, gone in time, and I'm off to find exactly where is home.

The bitter cold and blowing wind
reminds me of the nights I sinned
spent running from the fight
I spewed the venom through my tears
the contests went on for years
I don't blame you for your fears

But the hurt and sting still make me think that I could have had much better
yeah, the hurt and sting still makes me think

So, late at night I wonder still
if you were right about my will
to keep my feelings pure
and so I wonder if I ever
will get to be with him forever
and feel a touch and warmth at night

And the hurt and sting still make me think that you could have done much better
yeah the hurt and sting makes me think
the hurt and sting make me think that some pains last forever
yeah the hurt and sting make me think

I don't think I'll be home for awhile
Mama, I'm not coming home
I don't think I'll be home.

Are they yellow, green or grey?
because the color that they are doesn’t matter.
It’s the feeling they portray.
And those Summer stars are gone, but your smell is still on my pillow.
It’s Something Corporate. It’s The Shins. It’s spelling confusion with a K,
like Konstantine. You’re my Summer star.
I don’t need the real ones because I remember you who you are.
I'm okay.
Yellow, green or grey? You tell me. You know the color I hope for,
but with all the hell I put you through, I’d understand if they were light blue.
Just a reminder: We both know what it’s like to be alone.
And a bed of four leaf clovers sounds pretty nice
compared to any sacrafice I’d make for you.

Tommy sits on the stoop cigarette in mouth
he takes a drag, sighs, breathes out
the stars are out tonight, but these are the suburbs
they hide pretty deep in the clouds
Street lamps reflect the glitter in the asphalt
and innocence lays on the other side of the street

He knew happiness left in August with the wave of red
and green and gold just doesn't cut it
this town's boring enough as it is
worse when you're missing them

Sara sits in her bed she watches him leave
he's notch number three this week
she didn't know him, but this is college
morals and values are hazy here
an empty bed in the morning is simple
anything else just gets too complicated, for her

she left all respect for herself in that town
it's easier than working for something
that will never amount to anything
while you're missing them

Morgan steps off the platform. Train's not leaving tonight
she walks back wiping the tears she tried to fight
nothing's worse then feeling trapped
in a place you love, but just isn't home
and every time she looks forward it seems
something pushes her back

She knew that town only brought hurt
but home is home and she needed it
nothing's ever as bad as it could be
especially when you're missing them

Two years ago your eyes shown
With a kind of light I wish I understood.
Happiness captured in flecks of blue,
Always true, but the truth is not all it should be

I can remember the day I met you
Your shirt didn't match your shoes and I told you so
That night we kissed underneath the moon
You said how did I get to be so lucky?
What I didn't say was I felt lost there.

And always I find that I can pretend to love you
and I can pretend to love someone else too
but every time I feel something new
I push and I fight I scream and I bite
but always I'm stuck here waiting
for my soul with love in her eyes.

Last year your eyes shown
with a kind of light I understood
Happiness hiding the fleeting truth
still flecked with blue, but sadder then they should be
I'm sorry that I felt so empty

And slowly I found that I can't love you
and that was just something that was not fair to you
so I had to let your whole heart go
had to give it to a better home
I can have it back when I'm done waiting
For my soul with love in her eyes

Oh, cure me sweet lenten rose
Cure the madness and the hole
in my heart, in my head, in my mind.
Set me free, cut the ropes, break the bind.

I left it in the house down by the shore.
Promised I wouldn't go down there no more.
Come with me, baby please, I wanna go.
I wanna leave with all this sadness in my soul.

And I told you I was honest
but you can't believe in me.
I told you I was guarded
I still gave you the key.
In this dream I'm walking
to the center of the sea,
and slowly I realize
the madness sets me free.

Looking back and turning right around
do I keep this new life I have found?
The reasons come, the reasons go, the reasons fly,
and summer's all I have left of old times.

I found my meaning in a daffodil.
Poisoned seeds of hope is what I spill
on your heart, in your soul, and in your mind.
It's in mine too, you're not alone, look inside.

And I told you I was honest
but you can't believe in me.
I told you I was guarded
I still gave you the key.
In this dream I'm walking
to the center of the sea,
and slowly I realize
the madness sets me free.