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Dashboard Confessional Album


Alter the Ending (11/10/2009)
11/10/2009
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Truth of the Matter (iTunes bonus track)
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The Cut and Run Routine (iTunes pre-order bonus track)
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Where Are You Now (Target exclusive)
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I made my slow way home
Limping on broken bones
Out of the thickest pine
Across the county lines
On to your wooden stairs
I know you can repair
I know you've seen the light
I know you'll get me right

Right
Right
Right

I own a sinners heart
I know the rain falls hard
I know the currency
I know the things you'll need
I hope he hears my prayers
I see you cut your hair
I know the saving type
I know you'll get me right

Right
Right
Right

But, Jesus I've fallen
I don't mind the rain if
I meet my maker
I'll meet my maker clean

But, Jesus the truth is
I've struggled so hard to believe
I'll meet my maker
I'll need my maker

To cure of my doubting blood
And drain me of the sins I love
And take from me my disbelief
I know it should come easily
But it remains inside of me
It battles and devours me
It cuddles up the side of me
And whispers it convinces me I'm

Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right
Right

. . .


It was the year
I crashed my motor bike
I think it was the summer
I think you whispered

When you gonna wake up?
When you gonna wake up?

Dear
Slip these on your tongue
Let us see it's a reinvention
In angels hands, the medicine, a modern man

Wait now
Tell me that this isn't over
Hang on
Just long enough

If this is heaven
Or if it's just a warning
Say you will stay with me
Even if it's just til' morning

If this is over
Then why is it so hard?
Just say you will stay with me
One more night

Stay here
And we can start again
And we can be made over
You'll hear us shouting

When you gonna wake up?
When you gonna wake up?

Scared
Well everyone gets scared
Just signal when your ready
And angels hands seem so steady
Seem so steady

Wait now
Tell me that this isn't over
Hang on
Just long enough

If this is heaven
Or if it's just a warning
Say you will stay with me
Even if it's just til' morning

If this is over
Then why is it so hard?
Just say you will stay with me
One more night

If your running
From your secrets
I will make you take them with you
I am ready
I can take it
You don't have to carry them alone
There's a way out
If you want it
To an end or a new beginning

You just have to find it on your own

If this is heaven
Or if it's just a warning
Say you will stay with me

If this is over
Then why is it so hard?
Just say you will stay with me
One more night

One more night
One more night
One more night
(even if its just til' morning)

One more night
One more night
One more night
(even if its just til' morning)

. . .


We went rolling up the coast til there was no more coast to wander
We tried every different road just to see which took us further
We were living on the run, but there was no one chasing after
We were looking out for love, and we were flirting with disaster
While the world fades out

We stayed in the sun too long
Suffered a terrible burn
Now everybody learns from disaster
We stayed on the run too long
Hoping we'd never return
Now everybody learns from disaster
We watched the sun burn down into cinders.

We turned out into the planes, we turned in when we got tired
We slept two across the bench, and we fit three under the covers
We had just enough cash left to top the tent and fill the cooler
And we lit the van with dreams until the sun turned into cinders
And the world fades out

We stayed in the sun too long
Suffered a terrible burn
Now everybody learns from disaster
We stayed on the run too long
Hoping we'd never return
Now everybody learns from disaster

We watched the sun burn down
We watched the sun burn down
We watched the sun burn down into cinders, into cinders
We watched the sun burn down
We watched the sun burn down into cinders

We stayed in the sun too long
Suffered a terrible burn
Now everybody learns from disaster.
We watched the sun burn down
We watched the sun burn down into cinders
Oh, into cinders
Oh

We watched the sun burn down
We watched the sun burn down into cinders

. . .


Down in a local bar out on the Boulevard
The sound of an old guitar
Is saving you from sinking
It's a long way down, it's a long way

Back like you never broke, you tell a dirty joke
He touches your leg and thinks he's getting close
For now you let him
Just this once, just for now, and just like that it's over

Don't turn away, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Don't be afraid, but keep it all inside, all inside
When you fall apart, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Life is always hard for the Belle of the Boulevard

In all your silver rings, in all your silken things
That song you softly sing
Is keeping you from breaking
It's a long way down, it's a long way

Back here you never lost, you shake the shivers off
You take a drink to get your courage up
Can you believe it?
Just this once, just for now, and just like that it's over

Don't turn away, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Don't be afraid, oh keep it all inside, all inside
When you fall apart, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Life is always hard for the Belle of the Boulevard

Please hold on, it's alright
Please hold on, it's alright
Please hold on

Down in a local bar out on the boulevard
The sound of an old guitar
Is saving you

Don't turn away, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Don't be afraid, but keep it all inside, all inside
When you fall apart, dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Life is always hard, let me dry your eyes, dry your eyes

Don't turn turn away
Let me dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Don't be afraid, but keep it all inside, all inside
When you fall apart, let me dry your eyes, dry your eyes
Life is always hard for the Belle of the Boulevard

. . .


Well I know the trouble when the trouble starts.
I know the signals of a straying heart.
I know the stirrings of a double-cross.
I see suspicions arise around you.

I know the chatter as it starts to creep.
I know the walls as they ring and repeat.
I know the secrets they were meant to keep.
I see suspicions arise.

It's a shame, I know, but it all shakes out real slow
When the follies of your weekend hang like smoke onto your clothes.
And the shame of it grows when you whisper it nice and low.
But all the walls have ears my darling, and all bad things get known.
And I know about you. I know about you.

I know the ceiling when it starts to burn.
I know the season when it starts to turn.
And I know that the patterns that the wicked learn.
And I see suspicions arise around you.

I know the curtain and the way it falls.
I know the burden and the pain it draws.
I know you're sorry for something,
But I don't know why.

It's a shame, I know, but it all shakes out real slow
When the follies of your weekend hang like smoke onto your clothes.
And the shame of it grows when you whisper it nice and low (whisper it nice and low).
But all the walls have ears my darling, and all bad things get known.
And I know about you (I know about you). I know about you.

It's a shame, I know, but it all shakes out real slow
When the follies of your weekend hang like smoke onto your clothes.
And the shame of it grows when you whisper it nice and low (whisper it nice and low).
But all the walls have ears my darling, and all bad things get known.
And I know about you. I know about you (I know about you).
I know about you (I know about you). I know about you.

. . .


I know that yesterday is gone and it won't come back to me
But I miss it after all it never really lasts as long as we meant for it to be
There'll be twists and turns, they're pulling us and tearing to the seams
But I'll meet you where we started once again, cause I miss you

Maybe we were right to carry on, to carry on
Even when they said we'd be undone
Take it as a sign we can still go on, we still belong
Even when the worst is yet to come

We're only waiting on the sun to clear away the haze
Cause we can't see where we've gone from where we started
Where we strayed and where we're meant to be
There'll be ash and dust to bury us but I will keep you clean
And I'll meet you where we started once again

Maybe we were right to carry on, to carry on
Even when they said we'd be undone
Take it as a sign we can still go on, we still belong
Even when the worst is yet to come

And when tomorrow comes and we've shown everyone
What they can never take away

Maybe we were right to carry on, to carry on
Even when they said we'd be undone
Take it as a sign we can still go on, we still belong
Even when the best is yet to come

And when tomorrow comes and we've shown everyone
What they can never take away

. . .


I lay down, I cant sleep
My mind drums on repeat
I stare at the ceiling from my side
I reach out you're right there
But you're lost in the details
I wait for the end of a long night

You can blame it on the changes
I can take it any way it is
Just got lost but we both found
We need this more than ever can
You take it can we save it
Sink our teeth in tear away at it
Can we hold out can you hold on
Cuz I need you more than you know now

We play like we don't know
We both lie but we don't show
That something is changing between us
We start out in one lane the same road
The same name but something we cant see divides us

You can blame it on the changes
I can take it any way it is
We just got lost but we both found
We need this more than ever
Can you take it can we save it
Sink our teeth in tear away at it
Can we hold out can we hold on
Cuz I need you more than you know now

Cuz I need you more than you know now [x2]

Don't run away cuz I need you more than ever now [repeated]

You can blame it on the changes
I can take it any way it is
We just got lost but we both found
We need this more than ever
Can you take it can we save it
Sink our teeth in tear away at it
Can we hold out can we hold on
Cuz I need you more than ever,
Cuz I need you more than you know now

. . .


Even now I can smell the clothes
Freshly from the wash
Still hot from the dryer

Even now I can smell your skin
To wrap you in a towel
Lay you on the bed
And try to love you

Even now I can feel your arms
I can feel your breast
I can hear your songs
And I always can find you again

Even now I can feel your hand
Gently over mine
With almost no weight at all

Even now I can feel your eyes
Watch me as I strum
Much too late at night

Even now I can see you smile
I can hear you hum
I can hear you sing
And I always can find you again

Even in the dark of night
Even in the lowest light
Even as the world outside
Is spinning, and spinning

Even now I can feel your hair
Blow across my cheek
As we sit in one of two chairs

Even now I can feel your face
Resting on my chest
Wrestling for sleep
And failing at it

Even now I can see you sleep
I can see you dream
I can see you fly
And I always can find you again
And I always can find you again
And I always can find you again

. . .


From small pins to fiery burns,
These are the signals of my dying nerves
Singed by the heat of your lines and curves
Into a fire that could scorch the earth

I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through 'em
But I can't remember how to feel

If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical
Oh if this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of science
If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Then I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulses

From small shocks to surgin' bolts
These are the signals of my spinal post
Sent down the wires through their lines and folds
Into a riot on my frontal lobe

I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through the motions
I'm going through 'em
But I can't remember how to feel

Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do now
To cool me down

If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical
Oh if this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of science
If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical
Then I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulses

Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do
Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do
Since I ran my hands over you
Nothing else will ever do now
To cool me down.

If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical
Oh if this is chemical
Then I am not afraid to be bound to the impulses of science
If this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical,
Oh if this is chemical
Then I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulses of science
If this is chemical
If this is chemical
If this is chemical
If this is chemical
I can't remember how to feel

If this is chemical,
If this is chemical,
If this is chemical,
If this is chemical,
Then I am not ashamed to be owned by the impulses of science

. . .


I sit and wonder of your pause
What makes you so sure
Our sins are not the start
Of something holy, divine.

I don't like the sound of this
No news is bad news
And all is quiet
And all your looks
Give no betrayal to what you shield or hide
Wider walls have not protected
Anything or anyone
The way I will protect your burning heart
I know your careful
'Cause I've been burned before
And I know how it makes you careful
And I know your symptoms
Are complicated from holding against the impulse

But if you're alone
Are you lonely?
Well you just don't have to be lonely
Anymore

I don't like the looks that
About you
There's no truth
But all my doubt and all my trust
Is no betrayal to what I feel inside
Wider walls have not protected
Anything or anyone
The way I will defend your beating heart

And I know your careful
Cause I've been burned before
And I know how that makes you careful
And I know yours symptoms
Are complicated from holding against the impulse

But if you're alone
Are you lonely?
Well you just don't have to be lonely
Anymore

I sit and wonder of your thoughts
What makes you so sure
Our sins are not the start
Of something holy, divine.

I don't like the sound of this
No news is bad news

I don't like the sound of this
No news is bad news

I don't like the sound of this
No news is bad news

I don't like the sound of this
No news is bad news

. . .


There's things I know I should have mentioned sooner
But I didn't know how
I'm sorry I lost you
I never thought that this could come between us
I know its water and bridges now

But what's the sense in carrying around
This weight, these words are tearing me apart

And that's enough for the back to break
That's enough for a mouth to take
But I've been paying for it since I drove my girl away
And that's the sign of a solemn man
I'll make the best of the best I can
And I'll be better for it if I ever get my chance

That face, I know exactly what you're thinking
But I'm certain this time is different
And that's why I can't pretend that everything is mended
I know I've tried to for too long now

But what's the sense in carrying around
This weight, these words are tearing me apart

And that's enough for the back to break
That's enough for a mouth to take
But I've been paying for it since I drove my girl away
And that's the sign of a solemn man
I'll make the best of the best I can
And I'll be better for it if I ever get my chance

Oh save me from a grey life
Oh save me from a grey life
I paid the price with my soul
Oh save me

And that's enough for the back to break
That's enough for a mouth to take
But I've been paying for it since I drove my girl away
And that's the sign of a solemn man
I'll make the best of the best I can
And I'll be better for it if I ever get my chance
If I ever get my chance
If I ever get my chance
If I ever get my chance

. . .


A line of strands to mark the trail,
No one said it would be easy.

I must admit I thought the risk was better waged in younger seasons,
But all these years in the cold play hell on the throat
Till everything I say burns like cinders,
Why it's hard to belong to a girl or a song
And the crease of a strangling winter

It's strange to be lost, stranger still to be lone
In the strings of a twisting line.
Along the way the turns are sharp,
No one said they would be easy,
I must admit I thought the trip was better in younger seasons.
But all these years in the pursuit made a man of a fool,
Till every word I say is on waver.

Why it's hard to belong to a girl or a song
In the case of a selfish believer,
It's strange to be lost and stranger still to be lone
In the strings in a twisting line [x2]

And when the path I have made
From the grass to the grave,
I will love you still.
And when the sand turns to glass
And all that's left is the past
And I will love you still.

. . .


Over the fence,
My foot gets ahold of the grate,
And up to the rope,
Who knows if it cant take my weight,
Nut even if it frays,
Even as I scale these walls,
I believe that troubles mount,
And I believe a curse,
Hold me in her arms,
And the truth of the matter,
Is its all over you,

Ahead of it shouts by a mile or two,
If I sail out to the west,
Who know if I can make the rest,
But even if I cant,
Even if they take me back,
I believe that troubles mount,
And I believe a curse,
Hold me in her arms,
And the truth of the matter,
Is it all over you,
And the truth of the matter,
Is it all over you. (all over over you (2x))

But even if I'm safe,
Even if I make it out,
I believe that troubles mounts,
And I believe a curse,
Holds me in her arms,
And the truth of the matter,
Is it all over you,
And the truth of the matter,
Is it all over you.

. . .

The Cut and Run Routine

[No lyrics]

. . .

Where Are You Now

[No lyrics]

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