The Torn and the Faded

I don't mean to be blunt, but why don't you fuck off?

10 June 2010

Frightened Rabbit [post in lyrics]

I need you to pencil in the rest

I get hammered, forget that you exist
There's no way I'm forgetting this

These trousers seem to love your floor

Say yes before I change my mind

You're the shit and I'm knee deep in it

I might not want you back but I want to kill him

I'm not ready to see you this happy

This is the last song I'll write about you

If we have a hormone race, I'm bound to finish first

It takes more than fucking someone to keep yourself warm

I'm drunk, I'm drunk and you're probably on pills

We adopt a brand new language
Communicate through pursed lips

I might never catch a mouse and present it in my mouth
To make you feel you're with someone
Who deserves to be with you

If you don't want to be with me, just say and I will go

But like a drunken night, it's the best bits that are coloured in

But I hate when I feel like this and I never hated you

I was walking for weeks before I fell in

You twist and whisper the wrong name

Let's pretend I'm attractive and then you won't mind

I'm afraid you've been misled; your high horse is in fact a pony

I don't have a clue how to behave when I'm around you

Don't believe me when I say I don't care because I do need this

I'm verbal when I am loaded

The fun stuff is not so fun without you

And I'm quite all right,
I get by just fine;
I'm not depressed,
Not most of the time.
It's just the fun stuff
Is much less fun without you.

We can be best friends with the people we hate

We could always be this way

He may love me
But I do not love him

You are all wasting your time here

This is a story and you are not in it

She was not the cure for cancer
And all my questions still ask for answers
There is nothing like someone new
And this girl, she was nothing like you

I love you more; he's no substitute
I'll wake, I'll wake with you soon

And a nod to the boredom that drove me here

I woke up this afternoon and thought maybe today
The world might be a more colorful place
And no luck, it's still just grey

I don't have much of a story to say
I just sit around at night and avoid the day
If I do anything at all, it would be to get up
And avoid conversation and human contact

Who'd you push down
the stairs last night?
I would have liked
to have been a part
of that...

She yawns because she's bored.
He yawns because he can't sleep anymore.

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