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lyriks
for you to notice
hands down
this ruined puzzle
saints and sailors
screaming infidelities
the best deceptions
a plain morning

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1. for you to notice

i'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
where i would impress you
with every single word i said
would come out insightful, or brave,
or smooth, or charming
and you'd want to call me
and i would be there every time you need me;
i'd be there everytime
but for now, i'll look so longingly
Waiting for you to want me,
for you to need me,
for you to notice me...

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2. hands down

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.
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, fill or burst
to break or bury, or wear as jewelry
whichever you prefer
hands down this is the best date i can ever remember
i'll always remember the sound of the stereo
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 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.

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3. this ruined puzzle

this ruined puzzle is beige with the pieces all face down.
so the placing goes slowly, the pictures of anything other than
its meant to be. but the hours they creep the patterns repeat,
dont be concerned
i know i'll be fine on my own
i never said "dont go".
but i've hidden a note, its pressed between pages,
that you've marked to find your way back
it says, "does he ever get the girl?"
but what if the pages stay pressed, the chapters unfinished,
the stories too dull to unfold?
"does he ever get the girl?"
well this basements a coffin, i'm buried alive,
i'm dying here just to be safe
i'm dying here just to be safe
cause youre gone, i get nothing
and you're off with barely a sigh
i never said, "goodbye"...

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4. saints and sailors

this is where i say i've had enough
and no one should ever feel the way that i feel now.
a walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises
and i don't believe that i'm getting any better.
any better.
waiting here with hopes the phone will ring
and i'm thinking awful things
i'm pretty sure that few would notice.
and this apartment is starving for an argument.
anything at all to break the silence.
wandering this house like i've never wanted out
and this is about as social as i get now.
and i'm throwing away the letters that i am writing you
cause they would never do, i would never do.
never
but, iím not laughing
youíre not leaving
who do i think i am kidding?
when iím the only one locked in this hell
so don't be a liar
don't say that "everything's working" when everything's broken.
and you smile like a saint but you curse like a sailor
and your eyes say the joke's on me.

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5. screaming infidelities

i'm missing you bad
i never sleep
avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
and this bottle of beast
is taking me home
i'm cuddling close
to blankets and sheets
but you're not alone; you're not discreet
make sure i know who's taking you home.
i'm reading your note over again
and there's not a word that i comprehend,
except when you signed it
i love you always and forever.
well as for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
and sit alone and wonder
how you're making out
but as for me, i wish that i was anywhere with anyone
making out.
i'm missing your laugh
how did it break?
and when did your eyes begin to look fake?
i hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.
i'm cuddling close
to blankets and sheets
and i am alone
in my defeat i wish i knew you were safely at home
your hair, it's everywhere.
screaming infidelities
and taking its wear.

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6. the best deceptions

i heard about your trip
i heard about your souveniers
i heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights, and the cool guys
that you spent them with
i guess i should have heard of them from you
i guess i should have heard of them from you
don't you see, don't you see that the charade is over?
and all the "best deceptions" and the "clever cover story" awards
go to you
so kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that i'll let you
you will be back some day
and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips
will be of service
to keeping you away
i heard about your regrets
i heard that you were feeling sorry
i heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us
well, i guess i should have heard of that from you
i guess i should have heard of that from you
i'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers
i'll be all right when my hands get warm
ignoring the phone, i'd rather say nothing
i'd rather you'd never heard my voice
you're calling too late, too late to be gracious
and you do not warrant long good-byes
you're calling too late...

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7. a plain morning

it's yet to be determined,
but the air is thick
and my hope is feeling worn;
i'm missing home.
and i'm glad you're not a part of this
there's parts of me that will be missed.
and the phone is always dead to me,
so i can't tell you
the tempurature is dropping
and it feels like...
it's colder than it oughta be in march
and i've still got a day or two ahead of me
til i'll be heading home
into your arms, again
and the people here are asking after you;
it doesn't make it easier
it doesn't make it easier to be away.
i'd like to hire a plane
and see you in the morning.
when the day is fresh,
i'm coming home again
coming home again
coming home again well, it's warmer where you're waiting;
it feels more like july.
there's pillows in their cases,
and one of those is mine
and you wrote the words, "i love you"
and sprayed it with perfume.
it's better than the fire is
to heat this lonely room
it's warmer where you're waiting;
it feels more like july.

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