WestCoast:

call all your friends on the west coast because its too late here
to bother anyone with your confessions
smoke is drifting out your window- to your neighbors upstairs
who dont appreciate this daily session

cause you come close to leaving
but you never had enough to prove us wrong

because your words dont come so easy
with your head on straight and your lungs so clear
so drown it out if this story is hard to hear
because you still cant shake this feeling
that youre 25 and youre past youre prime
and we know youll be a mess this time next year.

cause you come close to leaving
but you never had enough to prove us wrong

so count the days you can stay awake
with your phonecalls and chemicals
dont call it luck cause youve had enough for 2 or 3
cause we know your type and youre all a like;
youre so scared to be alone
but not enough to be with me...

StChristopher:

my broken conversation from the passenger seat
always makes sense but ive had too much to drink
when its your turn to drive
pouring out my heart like its the first time that youve heard this
but weve both been here before and we know ill be here again

youre always such a saint,
maybe like christopher when you keep us safe
in this car ride; its a long ride
and its a good thing you had restraint
when you over compensate for alcoholic parents who could never face they were never parents to begin

because the only thing im sure of is the green glow of the radio
and the soft light on your skin and this feeling that never ends

when we go we dont know the way

Golden Gloves:

you hold your own
but you wont last ten rounds
in your defense
you were the means to an end
and if you never cared for it
then you can just say out loud
that you could level me
without even making a sound

=chrs=
dont say it
we could be so much more
bite your tongue now without tastin it

so go easy
im already on the floor
pull your punches without fakin it

so ill slow down
so you can take a breather
your insides out
but i didnt need to see her
to know that your bleedin
the red staines i cant wash them out
clean clothes never fit
when you learn to live and do without

Plan b:

=vs=
makin plans for better days
on your own two feet is where you long to be

but still waking up in mid afternoon
when that coffee kicks in is when it all sets in

you talk it up, and ill tear you down
thinking about it now like we still cant figure out

i wanna cut you like a knife
i wanna tear you up inside
i want the bleeding from your mouth
to stop the words from coming out


this routine is wearing thin
its been two months of this and it wont be missed
still waiting for that week to end
then your tongue tastes gin so you can start again

you talk it up, and ill tear you down
thinking about it now like we still cant figure out

i wanna cut you like a knife
i wanna tear you up inside
i want the bleeding from your mouth
to stop the words from coming out


it takes too much to leave it
give up the air im breathin
...

Question:

=vs=
its easy to relax when its no where left in sight
you take some time to think about it but you know its still not right

that i could take for granted
all the nights i spent with you
knowing that its never wasted
to find out its nothing new

for you to be left haning out to dry
when they leave in the morning
never thought to say goodbye
sing it now

=chorus=
oh no, oh no
now its ringin through your ears
oh no, oh no
another night alone-
i fear for you
cause its never understood
all the things i'd do for you
if i could

=vs=
my intentions were misleading from the start
but i never offer you much more of this without tearing me apart

if i could be the last one
to ever make you feel like this
cause i know it always feels much better
when there's nothing left to miss

when you could be left hanging out to dry
when they leave you in the morning
never thought to say goodbye
sing it now

=chrs=

=bridge=
ill believe in anyone or thing
up and down my better half or in between
but if you think its better off for me to leave
i wont go...

Ordinary:

=vs=
wakin up next to you is something that i never felt ive earned
and that its only temporary
to feel the way i do, anything but ordinary too

=chrs=
i need you elisa, when im lyin awake next to you
i cant feel your heart beat, when youre miles away by my side

=vs=
in your eyes i i need to be
the only one to ever make you bleed, to hold you down takes more than i have
to feel the way i do, anything but ordinary

=bridge=
what it takes, ignore the answers
ignore the everything we need
what it takes, ignore the everything we feel
but make it last another year

=vs=
in your arms i could be anything ive ever felt the need,
but when i wake its never ending
to feel the way i do, anything but ordinary

=chrs=

Stereo:

driving straight thru sunday mornin
leavin new york state before i stay

another day with you might kill me
cause it can be a little hard to take

and you know, how easy you forgive me
for wanting more-

so kiss me once before i go, i need you here
but i wont ask you for tomoro
cause my songs playing on your stereo, but you wont hum along
im on my own

my windows down, my musics playin
anything i can to stay awake

my heart pours out the words im singing
all my thoughts of you i have to break

and you know, how easy you forgive me
for wanting more-

so kiss me once before i go, i need you here
but i wont ask you for tomoro
cause my songs playing on your stereo, but you wont hum along
im on my own

3 weeks:

until my hands shake
until my voice would break
down an octave from my lips

until my eyes swell
until my fingers fell
broken bloody from my strings

its all ive known for
three weeks of waiting for your love
i should have known its not been enough
its all ive known for
three weeks of waiting for your love
i should have known its not been enough
four weeks


and if you gave in
would your heart wear thin
i wouldnt doubt you anyway

and if you lied to me
in all but apathy
i wouldnt notice anyway

chorus

could you believe in
almost everything
you take for granted everyday

the way your eyes speak
your hair falls on your cheek
and then i weaken at the knees

Month of mondays:


feels longer than a month of mondays
since I felt the blood rush through my veins like somedays
when I was hanging on your every word
your sentences were more than nouns and verbs
and the majesty of your heartache comes undone

cause we’re running, but we’re going nowhere
and we can’t stop now with my lungs still burning

Learning Curve:

write a list of every lie ive told
just to keep my story straight for you i have to fill the pages
call me anything but unoriginal
cuase words cut deeper than my skin goes
when they hit to close to home this fiction is all we know

my tongue is twisted so i hit the keys
ones and zeros through the pipeline that will end up on your screen
to paint a picture in all black and white
times new roman on the canvas is the way it dries
and your left with my sketch and its so trite and warn out at best

you dont want this my angel
im the accomplice when your will is breaking i can see
your a sucker for a melody
ind a heart left on a sleeve
its tearing at the seems

G n T:

1am on tuesday nights, smokey bars and blood shot eyes
youre tired and alone when no one wants to take you home
three drinks at the bar and now your $20's wearing thin.
nice boys wouldnt let you pay but then nice boys know to look away
quarter of and last call rings while you look around for anything
you need this more than one last dirnk; this awkward feeling wont be missed

camel lights and g n t's, friendly smiles and apathy
its always your M.O.; never stare but say hello
and you know what kind of night it is when youre barely through the door
its not what you had pictured then andyour patience must be wearing thin
quarter of and last call rings while you look around for anything.
you need this more than one last drink, this awkward feeling wont be missed.

so sad to see, youve got a bed but no place to sleep
when youre tired but its time for you to wake
your pretty face is just a heart to break

Weekdays:

south bound where you stand
you heard every word i never mentioned
your head in your hands
no one ever said that this was easy

start drinking on weekdays
and we get our fill when we cant think straight
lights up, we walk home
and its last call when our hearts stop beating

cause theres gonna be hell to pay,
along the way so we gotta
finish this thing so theres none left tomorrow
every drop in the bottle

say anything, but dont rely on words to burn
cause ill never learn it

The Interstate:

=vs=
we could be a thousand miles to coastline; stuck in this old car forever
and ill laugh like i never would for you

and im staring out the window but only into your reflection
just to gauge your reaction when you hear me singing

its too late im so sick of only making up lost time
when we never cross state lines

never forget this feeling
write it in a letter to yourself
and keep your words short for a reason

never forget this feeling
write it in a letter to yourself
and count the starts right through the ceiling


and the warm air from the dashboard is running circles around my head

wearing down my restraint that’s fading

what do you think would happen if I reached my hand up to touch your face
would you throw me out a lont the interstate singin-

its too late im so sick of only making up lost time
when we never cross state lines

January:

its cold in january but im numb to the change
but at least for you ive been there though your seasons look the same
and ill ask again but no response is ever gonna be enough
to make me want to stay with you another winter out of love with you

-chrs-
and how long
could you make it last forever
how long

the sun it hits my face and it warms me to the bone
but at least for now ill know just what it feels like on my own
an your stuck here always thinking, knowing that youll be enough
to make me want to stay with you another winter out of love with you

-chrs-
and how long
could you make it last forever
how long

-brg-
it wouldnt take that much for you and me to lose
but it might take another ten years or even worse
for you to leave
im leaving me myself

The Words:

And in the meantime
You have fallen from your grace
When I believed in
The pictures you had traced
Over me and left me hangin
By my one and lonely thread
When I recall the rise fall
In an empty bed-


I cant find the words to say
but its easy to lie to make me feel like its ok
Ill believe, you need relief from me at least from now and then
And when I find the words, you're only leavin me alone again

Would you believe me
If I told you I was scared
When I believed in
Your eyes I can compared
To an angel,
And it wasn't long before I'd lost my head
When I recall the rise fall
In an empty bed

I sing my song that lets me down
My words could level you, but only if you new
You let them go into oblivion
How i wanna bleed for you

1564:

=vs=
pictures on your window sill say everything for you
you cant go a day without reminding me
of all i mean to you

it wouldnt be that bad if it was all in black and white
watching your colors bleed on me
when its always inside

=pre=
you take my insides apart

=pre'=
and ill be the last to ask you
if this could make you happy
if this could keep you sane enough to last the day

Opinions:

when i called you out, i would ask you things that you would never know. i only hope that this action needs reaction and thats what we need from you.

and im sorry, but it helps me to think out loud, and when this conversation has run out, im the first to let you know.

we dont need your opinions
we dont want your advise
we're not asking for permission when were saying our goodbyes

Her Savior:

you lose yourself in your ways
i see all so clear
but you cant help but repeating
the same mistakes this year

i remember always thinking
it'll never be this way
and i kept repeating
thoughts ill never say

=chrs=
when she takes more than gives
she wont let it in
am i her savior

when i cant sleep for days
and her lack of shame pays
am i her savior

=vs=
i take it all in again
nothing goes to waste
and i know you wont feel better
your thoughts are never faced

and we dont like confrontation
cause that would never do
and i know i wont feel better
if i follow through

Just for the ride:

we drove downtown just for the ride
i never felt so unsure in my life
you tell me stories of things always something more
now ill never rest easy, never be anything more
to you

you said everythings alright
you said everythings just fine

the car is so cold and your fine
but i know your hands shake under mine
it meant the world to me just to sit with you a while
now ill never rest easy, knowing youre always on my mind

you said everythings alright
you said everythings just fine

did you ever know me when i lied
nothin else true- hold it inside
it was every moment with you, we never knew anything
now ill never rest easy, never be anything...

you said everythings alright
you said everythings just fine

meahgan welch
1979-2002