"Neighbors"

side a

Lacunae

Daily on Eggshells

Psycho

How to Age Gracefully

side b

Five Dollar Bill

Make it Later

Roy's Accordion

Grab Your Cameras

"Lacunae"

You're tapping the wrong drum
Friends know where they stand now

I tried to grow where you wanted me

Where you've wanted me

The jump is underneath your bedding now

Before heading out

To go wherever you're heading now

I drank through the rain this morning

You were nowhere to be found

So blot your eyes and cross it off

Because you know where I stand now

Clicking off the sound

I can't stomach this table

Haven't finished anything

They've been painting walls with all

Your last mistakes, their painless mouths

Found my new place behind the dumpster

In the Jonestown between your body and the ground

I pray that you speak this morning

But you don't

Something pushes homes apart

Cain fell down the stairs last night and

It's not my fault I'm not around

"Daily on Eggshells"

There's a lot that keeps me pacing back and forth
Kept on toe

Drove to the north side, got lost

Tried to settle down the score

Anthony, felony, corduroy

Shrug off the cardstock

That weighs your common sense to the pinboard

They think of you daily

I twine the lines of climes you float through with bloodshed yarn

Free indirect discourse

Misquoted dreams and things that we've all seen before

Adventures in tacit leave me tracing my steps

It's hiding from us again

In skimming the birds' nest for fracking commitment

I know I'll hit your hometown with a vengeance

Telling me felonies, everything hits at once now

What weighs my common sense to the shag rug?

Hunger is heavy, hunger is finance

It hides from our mouths still

It's simpler when brisker, they're handing out mittens

I know where you want me and I know how you want it

I know how you want it, I know how you want it

I know how you want it, I know how you want it

I know how you want it, I know how you want it

But you'll never need it, but you'll never need it

Do you smile when you take advice?

They long for you daily

"Psycho"

If ever you went outside

You would never go home

Covered in sequins

Laden with oils when you've been down

You're barely around

Should anything catch your eye

You would turn away blind

You wouldn't believe it

There's comfort in leaving some behind

You're barely on time

Shut out and shaken from the wrong crowd

You lie with a smile

You're walking for miles to skip downtown

You're barely around

Holding on the phone

You don't want to hear no one at all

Holding down the fort

You don't want to wipe your plates off

If ever you went outside

You would never confide

In failing to fail

Having the time of no one's life

You're barely alive

Holding on the phone

You don't want to hear no one at all

Holding down the fort

You don't want to wipe your plates off

"How to Age Gracefully"

This time, next fall

It won't really matter at all

When you're loving in the kitchen of the man upstairs and

Everything was only my fault

All the cinema lines that you've quoted in times of

Silence on the phone with your cops

Show, don't tell me

The great subtext of your parents' car

I've been running around for too long

Searching in the grocery store

And corridors where people know your name

We're running from the same crowd

Every little pattern you pick apart

So moat me on the same ground

Powder showers pull me closer

You know you never started at all

You've been running around for too long

Sneaking errands on your father's card

Vowing poverty pursuing arts

Well, I've wanted to tell you

"Five Dollar Bill"

Your father is a five dollar bill

And I've been folded to feel your pocket

In the world of what you want me to know

And over kissing the sand for nothing

Each and every each and every each and every anew

I want to go home soon

What's into you?

You fold me like a card and I want to go home soon
What's into you?

You fold me like a card and I want to go home soon

Your bookmark is a five dollar bill

And your narrator's name's just like yours

Through grapeteeth, I stutter and spiral

From your stepsummer thumbnail sidebar

Each and every each and every each and every anew

I want to go home soon

What's into you?

You read me like a book and I want to go home soon
What's into you?

You read me like a book and I want to go home soon

Somewhere else, you've got your whole life through
So take your time

What the hell happened and what's into you?

They're selling life insurance in lines at wakes

And I want to go home soon
What's into you?

You're hiding presents beneath the tree for me

And I want to go home soon

What the hell happened and what's into you?

You fold me like a card and I want to go home soon

What's into you?

You read me like a book and I want to go home soon

"Roy's Accordion"

You're looking out the window as I lie in bed

Your mind is doing dances around your head again

And I want to know you better

Your heart will tell you everything that you want to hear

Well, I want to know you better

You speak in tongues, you're speaking backwards

Come to terms

Come to realize that you don't want to talk about it yet

Well, I want to know you better

I want to know you better

"Grab Your Cameras"