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Bad news, I still love you
Always thinking of you
And it’s only gonna get much worse
We’re getting to the part that hurts
And I guess your friends don’t know
I tell ‘em and they go…
“I really hoped you
Would work it out, you
seemed destined to”
Go now, go now…
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Grabbin' A Slice
03:35
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I wonder what she’s doing tonight
Probably out grabbin’ a slice
On her way to meet somebody nice
that I guess she probably met online
Cause she’s gone and it hurts, man
Thought it was fine, at the time, now it sucks... bad
I’m probably gonna get on my bike
Take a kinda aimless ride
Just something to distract my mind
from sleeping alone tonight
wake up late with some dream of you
check my phone, still all alone, well what else is new?
just like old times
I’m the punchline
It was better
I thought we were closer
what’s that you said?
“No shit, shithead”
I’m no smarter
I just feel older
It’s getting to the point
I’ve been no fun my whole life
Always turned down a joint
Or picked a quiet night inside
So let’s go out where it’s too loud
to hear your thoughts, we’ll get drunk and pretend it’s profound
just like old times
I’m the punchline
We were better
I thought we were closer
what’s that you said?
“No shit, shithead”
I’m no smarter
I just feel older
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Daisy
You’re getting married
do you ever still think of me
When you stay at his place
you live there now too?
Right, my mistake
I thought we were still just on a break
oh how the life I’ve led
Just fills me up with dread
All the times I’ve shit the bed
and she said …
do you enjoy being depressed
giving you a reason to not try your best
and then when you fail
no one’s surprised thAT you bail
You’re the only cause of all your distress
Daisy
Yeah, I’ll never be happy
I guess that’s not how they made me
And it just isn’t fair
Like the premature loss of much of my hair
but you could at least still try to care
do you enjoy being depressed
you grew up into that burnout mess
you’d always feared you’d become
way back when you were young
Now just sit around and acquiesce
She was crying, said we were going to get hitched
what changed, how’d I end up ditched?
we sang invisible touch
to our pineapple plush
then it hits like a punch
I still miss you so much
After all we’ve been through
It’s still always you
But I fucked up that too
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Coulda Fooled Me
04:47
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Dreaming of the apartment we shared
Upholstered by cat hair
Back in the days when you cared
Something was off when your roots grew out
You never said it aloud
Began a long fadeout
You coulda fooled me
When you said you loved me
You could have fooled me for years
Extremely loud and incredibly online
doing nothing to kill time
rest assured that I’m fine
Looking forward to having a good laugh
If we ever get past that
I’ll always want you back
Am I just doomed to repeat?
Give a victory to the jaws of defeat
no limit to what you can achieve
The king of self-sabotage technique
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Man of Tomorrow
02:48
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You can count on me as interested
in a chance to linger on my past
And if we used to be intimate
I’ll think about it til I’m knocked on my ass
so I’m doing High Fidelity
wondering why everyone leaves me
Don’t we all want the same thing?
I hope that you’re happy now and I get there too somehow
why do I always think…
That if I had died way back when
and we’d never shared our time
At my lowest, if I’d given in
would you be better off, worse, or fine?
now we’re doing Donnie Darko
whatever happened to the man of tomorrow
don’t we all want the same things?
I hope you’re happy now and that I’ll get there too somehow
I think I need a drink
I’m flipping through the apps, trying to get some attention
I’m flipping through the apps, just trying to find some connection
I know you want to see the stars
Don’t you want to own a cat someday and fall in love?
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set the turntable up and put the record on
take off your shirt and let out the dogs
In your room I feel like I belong
say “don’t laugh,” put on your glasses
rarely seen, not for the masses
I’m reading while you’re taking online classes
But you keep dreaming of LA
A brand new start where no one knows your name
your brother’s struggling and he needs a friend
he FaceTimes us while we’re still in bed
Playing Super Smash until we transcend
so we take our bikes to the empty streets
a little drunker than we should be
Tell me tales of your youth in Tennessee
the petal steel through the delay
has got me feeling some kind of way
we talk about making songs together
Deep in matching jean jacket weather
You hold my hand, I’ve never felt so tender
But you keep dreaming about LA
always fret a welcome overstay
You’re playing petal steel through the delay
Has got me feeling some kind of way
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remember Kingston?
the dragging bowling pins
Bill Murray nodding as we came in
we got that Switch
And loved it like a kid
And did our impressions of David Lynch
the apartment sucked
but we were so in love
that it was almost enough
until we gave up
Now I gotta stop thinking about Sheena Peters
It’s time to move on
I gotta stop drowning the bad thoughts with cheap beer
I'm so woebegone
I lost you, now I’m so screwed
In Joshua Tree
meeting your family
so happy to have you close to me
Dodgers game
oh yeah, we love LA
Laughing at everything you’d say
we got a cat
And loved that little brat
And thought that we’d get old while she did too
Now I gotta stop thinking about Sheena Peters
It’s time to move on
I gotta stop drowning the bad thoughts with cheap beer
I'm so woebegone
I lost you, now I’m so screwed
I hope I don’t think about this for the rest of my life but I probably will
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That's the Joke
03:42
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I hope you never change
And that I change a whole fuck ton
But when you’re my age
You can’t really be undone
So I ruined my life
afraid it was getting stale
you were almost my wife
Then I had to bail, yeah
that’s the joke
and no one laughs
that’s the joke
should I say it again?
I fall flat
All gone in a flash
Just me and the cat
is all I have
Nothing really hurts
when you’ve fallen down this far
can’t get much worse
Than getting kicked out of dive bars
Time sucks when you suck
it’s cool when you rule
you either die a cuck
or life’s greatest fool
you don’t have to be a dick about it
it just hurt me more than I’d like to admit
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Temper Your Expectations
03:26
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If it's not the consequence of my actions
Sent to destroy our satisfaction
I’m in my slim fit chinos
and I’m singing “She Knows”
She says I’m too on the nose
So it goes…
Temper your expectations, it’s okay with me
Value the hesitation, let me down so easily
Create a diversion, gently rewrite history
Only one explanation as to why I am lonely
I’m as happy as anyone in the world
With a depleted sense of self-worth
I’ll take a shot of the well
Steve says it’s for your health
She’s saying show don’t tell
What the hell
I finally lived for two years with you
even the most mundane things felt new
To go back to living, just passing through
Makes sense the replay's constantly under review
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Hoisted by my own petard
Running away when things get too hard
I hope you’re still thinking of me
When you see a box of Rice-a-Roni
She said your apathy never meant much to me
then drowned in a sea of well actually
I keep holding out for applause
Listen all of ya’ll it’s self-sabotage
no more bad jokes anymore
we only make good jokes now
this will not be our year
I’m getting nostalgic again
for some of my previous depressions
Still making errors, getting lost in the sun
I’ve keep losing but there’s been no earned runs
You can’t fail if you don’t try
You can pretend that you don't want to die
I wallow, and she represses
There’ll never be any consequences
I have let down all my friends
in a big way, at least once
I think of all of our lives in those two rooms…
lazy days spent kissing to Harry Nilsson tunes
that halloween you dressed up as a raccoon
Watching True Stories hungover running on fumes
that last big fight we cried and spelled our doom
Do you believe in love? Like I believe in love
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