Blacklisted – Our Apartment Is Always Empty

Song | Our Apartment Is Always Empty
Band | Blacklisted
Album | No One Deserves To Be Here More Than Me

You let me sleep on your couch and your floor even in your bed window side. You let me have the corner in your closet a place where my boxed up life could reside. In return I showed you how life was like a painting, one so violent and depressing you just closed your eyes when you saw me disintegrating. You’d stand by and just watch me vaporize as the world fell in love with me you fell out or so it seemed. Change your sheets to rid yourself of me because its been weeks and you still speak in your sleep. Remember when you brought home that picture of your dad, hung it on the wall as a reminder of what it is to be a man. Well, I was lying when I said I didn’t know where it went. I tore it up laughing and Id do it again because before I met you I had just that chance I could have been a loving father, but at the time I couldn’t bother and since then to be honest things haven’t gotten any better. You and I live as strangers, you’re always writing others letters. As the world fell in love with me you fell out or so it seemed. Change your sheets to rid yourself of me because its been weeks and you still speak in your sleep. I’ve thrown myself to the floor like a children’s doll feeling so so volatile. Why wouldn’t you talk to me when I tried? Hid yourself behind a do not resuscitate sign. Leaving me to decide whether you fell in love with a girl or a guy or did you get lost inside the world you hid from me all this time. Letting me know exactly what was yours and never mine. Still, Ill harvest the blame, to me its all the same. The guilty have no shame. Jokingly said you’d burn all that was mine in your place with serious written all over your face. So I sleep in my cloths just in case I feel the flames touch my face I cam make my escape with grace.

Into It. Over It. – The Shaking Of Leaves

Song | The Shaking Of Leaves
Band | Into It. Over It.
Album | Intersections

Late this afternoon I heard your voice, it was the first time in what felt like years. It was a whisper in my ears and then the wind in the trees. It was the shaking of leaves that shook the streets while shaking me. Late this afternoon I heard your voice, I got hit for the first time in what felt like years. It struck me down a harmless jab at you while you rang loud and clear. You tore down the walls, just as quickly you were gone. The New Haven expose, must’ve heard me call us off, must’ve heard my brief applause, must’ve heard my disbelief. The New Haven expose confirmed they caught a killer, well I caught a chill. When the newsprint said the gunman was nineteen. Late this afternoon I heard your voice, it was the first time in what felt like years.

Joyce Manor – Beach Community

Song | Beach Community
Band | Joyce Manor
Album | Joyce Manor

I lost it all in a beach community, where it was lost is not all that clear to me. Over the sidewalk, into a slow talk. Call the police! Told me I’m in the wrong town. Wait for your cue ‘cause my scene it ain’t over. Torch up your house while your kids are at home. What can you do when you’re not getting sober? It’s hard to admit but you’re always feeling alone. A few miles down as the streets count backwards, I realize it’s true. Everything reminds me of you.

Into It. Over It. – Pontiac, MI

Song | Pontiac, MI
Band | Into It. Over It.
Album | Twelve Towns

You’ve saved me a place in a circle made of ashes, making up favors in the bottoms of Easter baskets. But a quiet kiss on the cheek is all I’ll get. You say that it’s hoes before bros in Pontiac. It’s this couch that I’m sleeping on. Familiar revolver of patterned behavior. I’ve got a bottomless pocket of well thought out complements and an admirable hunger for everything in your fridge. But it’s this couch that I’ll be sleeping on. It’s this couch that I’ll be sleeping on, it’s this couch that I’ll be sleeping on…

Turnover – Hollow

Song | Hollow
Band | Turnover
Album | Magnolia

I look into eyes, but I can’t tell if they’re mine. The words coming off my tongue feel like delicately polished, practiced lines. In my head I know my face, but I haven’t shown it for so long now, that I might now know how. Every day I’m someone else, someone different, but I swear that you could never tell that I’m hollow. I’m hollow. I fill the emptiness with things that aren’t real, to see if I can feel less hollow, but I know it’s only temporary. It’s temporary. In my head I know my face, but I haven’t shown it for so long now, that I might now know how. Every day I’m someone else, someone different, but I swear that you could never tell that I’m hollow.

Neck Deep – A Part of Me (feat. Laura Whiteside)

Song | A Part Of Me Ft. Laura Whiteside
Band | Neck Deep
Album | Rain In July

I’ll paint you a picture with words, “I miss her.” We still talk like everyday but we don’t talk in the same way that we used to. I’ll move on and forget you. We could never see eye to eye, but either way. I like her ‘cause she’s smart, headstrong and independent, she puts me in my place, but I don’t know where I stand, and if only I could find the words, or muster up the nerve to tell her I’ll never forget her and she’ll always have a part of me. Don’t let me go down this road again, we both know where this ends. In a storm of feeling, I’m so unappealing. I can’t play these games. I like her ‘cause she’s smart, headstrong and independent, she puts me in my place, but I don’t know where I stand, and if only I could find the words, or muster up the nerve to tell her I’ll never forget her and she’ll always have a part of me. She’ll always have a part of me. I fell for a girl who would ask me to come over just for a day, when her parents were away, now all I can do is lay in my room, fall asleep, dream of you, then wake up and do nothing about it. I fell for a boy who could never ever let me walk home that way, ‘cause you gotta be safe, so hold back your views, we’re both leaving soon, I can’t fall back on you, ‘cause that’s not what I do. She hates it when I shout these words, but I’ll still sing for you.

Full of Hell – Vessel Deserted

Song | Vessel Desserted
Band | Full Of Hell
Album | Rudiments Of Mutilation

I’ve made it months, even years, in solitude’s embrace but Nothing has shown me what I cannot create. Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw. I can never bring the life back to his withered breast, dead at 18 years, now my head’s a fucking mess. Everyone is waiting for the end of the line. Immutable truth There is nothing that can take what is dead. There is nothing that can take what is dead and make it green. There is nothing that can take what is dead and convince it to grow. Vessel is deserted (dirt). Capillaries dry (holds). The world soldiers onward (no). The line is absolute (sway). Lament’s only verdict (over). The line is absolute (me). No sway over me.

Ed Gein – Killing a Co-Worker

Song | Killing A Co-Worker
Band | Ed Gein
Album | Judas Goats And Dieseleaters

Wise men talk because they have something to say, fools talk because they have to say something. Which one are you? I’m no sage, but I’m no fool either. Now shut your mouth and do your job. Because so far you haven’t said anything worth saying.

Rotting Out – Goddamn

Song | Goddamn
Band | Rotting Out
Album | The Wrong Way

It’s a cause that makes me suicidal. It’s all the same to me just comic books and bibles. The righteous man wasn’t right he was just a man. I gripped onto faith but it shattered in my hand. Goddamn the hand that holds back the man. So I razor blade the truth to gut out the facts. I didn’t find proof so I sat back and laughed. All the will that I wasted and the hope that it took, they still talk about god like they read it in a book. Goddamn the hand that holds back the man. Dear god, don’t walk away we need to talk about this and all the unheard prayers and the childhood I missed. I wonder why you won’t answer me. Then I realize you don’t exist.

Comadre – Drag Blood

Song | Drag Blood
Band | Comadre
Album | S/T

We’re both responsible people who don’t care. But you’re the law and the lawless, fun don’t care. An outlaw by degree, they’re fucking chasing me. That’s why the call me invincible, because they know I can keep it cool. The sun is setting. I still want more. They’re coming for me, the devil knows me. Did you fight? Or did you run? I know my eyes look like they’re fucking the sun and take that fun out from under my nose, the metal smells like Death’s first born. Did you fight? Or did run? They know I’m smart, but they’re not counting their cards. Last time I lost but now I’m gold and I’m not coming back alone. That’s why they call me invincible, because they know I can keep it cool. The sun is setting, I still want more. They’re coming for me, the devil owes me.

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The Story So Far – Empty Space

Song | Empty Space
Band | The Story So Far
Album | What You Don’t See

All that I know is your space is empty. It’s buried below the streets and the envy. All the places I go it still hasn’t left me. I hated it then and now it consumed me. I dwell on it nightly tread swiftly and lightly. Make up the lost ground and see what you don’t see. All the questions aside, I asked and you lied and now my hands are tied. All I can show is absence from your life that I can’t control. It’s all that I get right, keep paying the toll. I know that it seems like I’m always upset, I know it seems like I’m always upset. (I know it seems like I’m always upset) All that I know is your space is empty. It’s buried below, it still hasn’t left me. All that I know is your space is empty. It’s buried below, it still hasn’t left. I dwell on it nightly tread swiftly and lightly. Make up the lost ground and see what you don’t see all the questions aside, I asked and you lied and now my hands are tied.

Seahaven – Honey Bee

Song | Honey Bee
Band | Seahaven
Album | Winter Forever

I’m a honeybee, breaking your heart, broke mine enough to kill me. I let you feel my sting before my last bittersweet moments of flying. I thought I heard you say something about being undeserving, but this time not of a Love so great, but of a pain inflicted so selfishly. I think that you deserve some form of apology. So here I am, and here it is. I’m sorry. You were the balloon that drifted from the flock into my window. But you slipped right through my fingers that grew too tiresome to hold you. I watched you float away, watched as it turned into desperate longing. This time not for some drastic change, but for the string that was made to be held by me. I think that you deserve some form of apology. So here I am, once again, I’m sorry. I don’t even want you back. No, I would never want to risk something like that. ‘Cause I lost faith in myself, when I turned away from the one with the longest stretch of embracing arms to hold me. So now I’m all alone. I guess god grew too tired to fix the mistakes he made with “Love”. I think his biggest mistake was making me. I think that you deserve some form of apology. So here I am, at the end, I’m sorry.

Tiny Moving Parts – Clouds Above My Head

Song | Clouds Above My Head
Band | Tiny Moving Parts
Album | This Couch is Long & Full of Friendship

I am sick of this cycle turning in the opposite direction you made me so happy way back in kindergarten. The first kiss we created during recess at the daycare. The time out sessions nearby the closets. They were beyond worth it. The children in the background they’ve always stayed in focus the camera could never do it’s justice and I’m still sick to my stomach about it. The aperture was far too open for you to notice. Well the light blinds my expression all of thee attention was never what I wanted in the first place. I’ve always had the darkest clouds above my head. Storms bring me nothing but problems, why? Signs for good luck are never good signs. They higher your hopes up just to see you die inside. Please lie to me and tell me that I am okay because it’s getting worse. I guess when you’re a kid stuck inside a candy store you’re bound to get sick of everything. I have learned that signs for good luck are never good signs. They higher your hopes up just to see you die inside.

Dashboard Confessional – Hands Down

Song | Hands Down
Band | Dashboard Confesional
Album | A Mark, A Mission, A Brand, A Scar

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race, from self control. Your legs are smooth, as they graze mine, we’re doing fine, we’re doing nothing at all. My hopes are so high, that your kiss might kill me. So won’t you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelry, which ever you prefer. The words are hushed lets not get busted; just lay entwined here, undiscovered. Safe in here from all the stupid questions. “hey did you get some?” Man, that is so dumb. Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can’t hear… so we can get some. My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me. So won’t you kill me, so I die happy. My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelery, which ever you prefer. Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember, I’ll always remember the sound of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights, the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers and the time on the clock when we realized it’s so late and this walk that we shared together. The streets were wet and the gate was locked so I jumped it, and I let you in. And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist and you kissed me like you meant it. And I knew that you meant it, that you meant it, that you meant it, and I knew, that you meant it, that you meant it.