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04/25/2007 |
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9. | Ill Wills (instrumental) |
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* | Don't Get Yourself Involved (Swedish Limited Edition bonus track) |
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Don't come up to me and say you like it.
It's better if you say you hate it, that's the truth exactly.
When we go out dancing I don't want to be bothered,
I just want to be bothered with real love.
So I heard it's no good to run,
but it feels so much better now that it's done
and tonight I have to leave it.
So I've heard you know how to write it,
does it mean you're good at putting things on paper?
Rumours say that you're very sorry.
Oh no you're not sorry, no you're not.
So I heard it's no good to run,
but it feels so much better now that it's done
and tonight I have to leave it.
Why don't you give love?
Why don't you give love?
Tonight I have to leave it.
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How do you choose your words –
That’s where I judge your darling.
Where the attention comes from depends on how much I care.
And I do remember waking up with a headache in your parents’ livingroom.
I remember those years, they’re hard not to remember.
All the things you wrote then, I know them word by word,
But I don’t remember playing your piano in your parents’ livingroom.
Oh, so they say: Oh, shut up, will you!
It’s so strange how much in life that changes you.
And I do remember waking up with a headache in your parents’ livingroom.
A smell and a sound, a moving picture can take you back again.
And I, I don’t know how to take it.
And you, you don’t know how to spell it,
Yeah, you don’t know how to spell it.
There’s so much we need to say, there’s so much to understand.
On my way home in the car you held my hand.
And I do remember sleeping in your house, on the floor,
With the dust in my eye.
Oh, so they say: Oh, shut up, will you!
There are so many secrets and I’m telling this one to you,
Turning back all the clocks and the memories from your parent’s livingroom.
A smell and a sound, a moving picture can take you back again.
And you, you just know how to spell it.
And I, I don’t know how to take it.
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Where were you when we called the police?
Were you ready to go home and hard to please?
But no, you were in Portugal.
So don't come back to Stockholm no more.
Where were you when Dylan went electric?
She fell in love with an old friend from school
but no, you didn't find out what happened did you?
And don't come back to Stockholm no more.
Say what you say, I am listening, I am all ears.
But if you still believe I'm thinking of you
you are dreaming, yes you are dreaming.
Where were you when they sold their house?
I was stuck in a conversation about going out
oh no, a cigarette can't cover up the mess I'm in.
But it makes me feel less lonely. Again and again.
Say what you say, I am listening, I am all ears.
But if you still believe I'm thinking of you
you are dreaming, yes you are dreaming.
Everything you say, I am listening, I am all ears.
But if you still believe I'm thinking of you
you are dreaming, yes you are dreaming.
I don't know when she will get her child.
I asked Christian and he answered with a nervous smile;
"It's not easy, I'm not the one to say.
Why don't you fly down to her anyway?"
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Little boy, you got it all so why you complainin’?
Well suit yourself. Nine months of dreaming is too much a nightmare.
Little boy, you only wanna dance with me
And suit yourself. Nine months is too much is too much for me, but
I had it all, but I lost it to you that day.
I should have known when the birds ran from me that day.
Little love, push me to the end of time
And suit yourself, just suit yourself, a little lover’s all I needed, but
I had it all, but I lost it to you that day.
I should have known when the birds ran from me that day.
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Sarah wrote epistles on the subject of despair
on the only night last year when there was no love in the air.
Listen friend she wrote, and I heard her pen cry before it broke.
Who are we and why, oh why can't we behave?
We are good people, aren't we? Do you know?
Jon-jon had surprising eyes and narrow black suede shows,
a war to fight in Paris and a sister with the blues.
Pusique ton papa est en voyage you've heard your mother making
love is not what we are Jon-jon, you and I
are rats at cupids table but we're fine.
In the darkest corner of a downstairs gathering
ladybirds and pirate cowboys, made up, conversing.
Islands sinking from musicians, bedtime stories, York Magicians,
but you don't have to worry darling, frozen hearts leave
seetrough scarring, and no one else will know unless you tell.
Drink to ghosts of past years' catastrophic love affairs,
to robes of red and silver tales worn thin from too much care.
Comfort doesn't always come in glasses, but perhaps tonight
I won't be the only one with blue headlights.
Come on ladies, take your love to town.
Pick it up boys, take your love to town.
Everybody, take your love to town.
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I don't want to feel like I don't have a future.
I don't want to feel like it's an end of a summer.
Let's not fall back to sleep like we used to.
I don't want to wake up knowing I don't have a future.
Impossible. Your love is something I cannot remember.
I don't want to spend another day in this city.
I woke up thirsty, it's hard to go back you know.
Let's not fall back to sleep like we used to, do you remember?
I don't want to wake up knowing I don't have a future.
Impossible. Your love is something I cannot remember.
And there's a first time and a second time, you've got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember.
I don't want to see the same pictures all over.
And I've been standing on the same spot now since it's been over.
'Cause someone promised me a new chance, yes you promised.
I don't want to wake up knowing I don't have a future.
Impossible. Your love is something I cannot remember.
And there's a first time and a second time, you've got to hold on.
Did you know it could happen to you?
Your love is something I cannot remember.
You are just like your mother, I'm just the same as the others.
Do you believe everything they write in all those magazines?
Stay out of love until you're ready, stay out of it 'cause it scares you.
You'll still find your love outside the public library.
I know it could happen to you.
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I tear my jacket off.
How can such a nordic city make me sweat?
I am adding five more colours
but this blistering headache makes me wanna quit.
Now it's said and done, so say goodbye to the people we don't know.
Go back to sleep and lets sail away to the beaches of Normandie.
The lights are blinding my eyes.
Are you unhappy, I am unhappy too.
Your neck smells just like her's did.
Do you want someone,
are you lonely too - are you?
Now it's said and done, so say goodbye to the people we don't know.
Go back to sleep and lets sail away to the beaches, now it's said and done, so nevermind them, nevermind at all.
Go back to sleep and lets sail away to the beaches of Normandie.
Too many secrets, too many nights,
I should have called, where have I been all night?
I gave up sleep just to find your name,
you stayed home, I should have done the same.
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I'm so selfish, so jealous
Are you out tonight?
I've been longing for the weekend
Did you see me in the back alley light?
And you don't know that things haven't been easy.
It's time now for you to see me.
Are you out tonight? Are you out tonight?
I am so careful, so very careful.
Are you out tonight?
I was talking a friend in mind(?)
In the bright night club light.
And there's a chance that a look from a stranger can give you so much more than this.
Are you here tonight? Are you out tonight?
Yes, I saw it happen! It happened, calm down - calm down!
Yes, I saw it happen! It happened, calm down - calm down
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I lost all my friends in an accident.
I couldn't believe what happened.
Are you coming home tonight, and is there time left for love?
The rumours said it was a serial killer
but they got hit by a caterpillar.
You know the engine was still on, I smashed a window,
I could go on. You know it was a very easy decision,
she knew exactly how to please him.
Is she coming home tonight, and is there time left for love?
For love?
You. Somebody should tell you to stop.
I feel it coming out of my eyeballs.
Is it just because you're jealous?
You. Somebody should tell you why
I'm crawling out of my skin.
Is it just because we're old friends?
Or is it because of love?
She took his hand in the emergency room,
the doctor said he'd be back soon
so I put her down on the floor. A quick look and we drank some more.
In a city where nothing really happens
it's so strange that all this happened to them.
Is he coming home tonight, and is there time left for love?
You. Somebody should tell you to stop.
I feel it coming out of my eyeballs.
Is it just because you're jealous?
You. Somebody should tell you why
I'm crawling out of my skin.
Is it just because we're old friends?
Or is it because of love?
I lost all my friends in an accident.
I couldn't believe what happened.
Is there time left for love, and are you coming home tonight?
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Oh, I'm fading.
I don't stand a chance
and meat is murder
and I don't even dance
and something is still worring me tonight.
Oh, I'm falling
and nothing's working out
and what comes out from my mouth is nothing to worry to about
'cause everything sounds miserable tonight.
I haven't said too much, have I?
There are things you should keep to yourself.
I haven't said too much, have I?
There are things you should keep to yourself.
I haven't said too much, have I?
There are things you should keep to yourself.
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The words came like a hard rain.
And your smile changed like a hurricane.
Your breath smells like cardamom.
And the words came just like a hard rain.
I recall you said you missed me.
I was afraid I acted desperately.
I recall you said it for hours.
Then again it doesn't matter.
I never tried, I never dared, I wish I'd said something.
But I've been standing outside your door,
at least that's something.
Your breath smells like cardamom.
And the words came just like a hard rain.
I try to tell myself at night when the dusty old pictures are all out of sight that I think I will be alright. Just don't come closer morning light.
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Don't Get Yourself Involved |
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You came out of a dream I'm on my bicycle
Over the bridge just where I thought of you
Near by the castle, it's raining tonight
But it doesn't matter
I should have waited
I should be anywhere but here
Oh I hate you now
Why can't you decide
You say it's all just a dream
I'm not someone
Who can you make you feel like the rainbow
On the ocean
On my bicycle over the bridge
I should have waited
I should be anywhere but here
Oh I hate you now
Why can't you decide
Oh I hate you now
Why can't you decide
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