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Adara
03:41
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She got heels so high, look like she's about to fall
Stratocaster body, got a boyfriend playing football
Her name's Adara and I walked to her apartment
She was drinking straight vodka, she was calling me her darling
Gave me a glass of water, all I wanted was some coffee
So I kissed her and left and she didn't try to stop me
Adara
How'd you get where you are today?
Adara
He didn't deserve you anyway
Adara
She hopes to get to the point where she can't leave home
Without seeing at least 13 people she knows
She hopes to get at her boy with the people she knows
So now she goes out in my coat and goes to church to make it okay
I try to guess what color her hair really is under
The red leaves of October, she was sober last night
So we just went for a walk through the park in the dark
I say to her
Adara
You're talking in your sleep
Adara
Your secret's safe with me
Adara
How'd you get where you are today?
Adara
He didn't need you anyway
Adara
Won't you catch me looking again
It's more fun to let you win
And we're under sun umbrellas
From the people walking by
She caught me looking again
I think that she was over him
But it was hard to tell because
I didn't care
If you come back to my school I'll wear your favorite shade of blue
And your favorite cologne too
And you wear your heels, I don't care what else you do
Adara
How'd you get where you are today?
Adara
He didn't deserve you anyway
Adara
You're talking in your sleep
Adara
Your secret's safe with me
Adara
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2. |
5 AM
04:33
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Everyone fakes it, everyone lies
But will I see you on the other side?
I know I can't get you back to my arms
But the next life will meet us where we can't be harmed
Will I know when it's my final stand
Or will it end just like it began
I can't begin 'til I admit I'm stranded
And I can't be grounded 'til my plane has landed
Making you smile girl was like suicide
But when you smiled girl, the earth was alive
Glancing up I see it's 5 AM
From the bed where we might have been
Will I know when it's my final stand
Or will it end just like it began
I can't begin 'til I admit I'm stranded
And I can't be grounded 'til my plane has landed
I should've let you be set free
I let you think as long as I agree
And my fate reconciles my mistakes
And makes me think like I never faked it at all
I never faked it at all
I never faked it at all
Will I know when it's my final stand
Or will it end just like it began
I can't begin 'til I admit I'm stranded
And I can't have closure 'til the door is slamming
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3. |
Then Again
04:08
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I play off her moods
She'll settle for anyone that doesn't piss her off
Boys lie, girls don't try
She's got soul on the outside
So much pain on the inside
And the girl doesn't try
And I'm a little bland
Because I keep all my opinions to myself
Because we're too good at fighting
So I'm the guy you'll never know
Then again I knew she was mad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again I knew she was all the time
Then again I knew she was sad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again she told me all the time
We can talk about our plans
To not get married
And I wonder if you ever even think of me
I want what's worst for me
And now I can't let her go
Why do we clash so much
My bad luck girl
Then again I knew she was mad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again I knew she was all the time
Then again I knew she was sad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again she told me all the time
She's immovable
She fixed everything about me
That she thought was wrong
Which was everything
It's love
So we practice our breakup speeches extra hard
To let each other down easy
Then again I knew she was mad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again I knew she was all the time
Then again I knew she was sad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again she told me all the time
All you know is the world's against you
So an "I don't care" is as good as an "I love you"
To me
We can talk about our plans
To not get married
And I wonder if you ever even think of me
I want what's worst for me
And now I can't let her go
Why do we clash so much
My bad luck girl
Then again I knew she was mad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again I knew she was all the time
Then again I knew she was sad
And I didn't even ask her why
Then again she told me all the time
All the time
All the time
All the damn time
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4. |
Reality
03:29
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I've been listening to too much Springsteen
And I came up with this crazy plan
When we were standing just offstage
At Lauren's weekly open mic night
This town puts decades on our age
What if we take a drive today
And be the kids who run away?
You can call me irresponsible
But I know you're irreplaceable
Take one last look around
Before we hit the road tonight
We grew with scars we can't erase
But I refuse to die in this place
Close your eyes but see me
I need this to be our reality
I just want to thank you for the times
You listened to me speak my mind
About all the things I think
When I'm left alone too long
But it's all worth the time we lose
Once we drive to that perfect view
So tell me everything about you
You can call me irresponsible
But I know you're irreplaceable
Take one last look around
Before we hit the road tonight
We grew with scars we can't erase
But I refuse to die in this place
Close your eyes but see me
I'll never let you leave my reality
Don't let anyone tell you what to do
No one knows better than you
No one's gonna save your soul
No one's gonna save your soul but you
Tell me your favorite song as I drive
We're sunset-bound baby say it loud
The wind in your hair, just take my hand
And I'll take you anywhere
I'll take you anywhere
You can call me irresponsible
But I know you're irreplaceable
Take one last look around
Before we hit the road tonight
We grew with scars we can't erase
But I refuse to die in this place
Close your eyes but see that
I'll take you anywhere
I'll take you anywhere
I'll take you anywhere
I'll take you anywhere
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5. |
Introduction
04:12
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Allow me to introduce myself
The new and regressed, in love and depressed
Allow me to introduce myself
Divinely uninspired and in need of some help
I'm laying it all on the line
Think I'm the best but ashamed of myself
I like to stay up late and wait for the writer's block
To wear off at the end of the day
I don't talk about love like a concrete thing
But I know when it's in my head
What's in my head are bright green eyes
And a face I need to survive
I'd thank god for how I've been blessed
But do my prayers ever leave my head?
If god was one of us, she'd be in therapy
For the things we've pulled in her name
We follow our parents blindly
And go to church to apologize
For the sins of Saturday
So we can do it again another day
Me, I haven't seen a Sunday morning since 2008
My ego close and my sense closer
As everyone around just runs in circles
But the moments with my girl on my arm
I think "you don't know how goddamn lucky you are"
Allow me to introduce myself
The new and regressed, in love and depressed
Allow me to introduce myself
Divinely uninspired and in need of some help
I'm laying it all on the line
Convinced I'm the best and ashamed of myself
It's been a weird summer
Back home with the same three friends I had before
We're still 16 somewhere deep down
But I don't have much to say anymore
I'm cynical but I'm unsure
And I'm willing to be proven wrong
My friends and I think but we don't understand
So we haven't grown up
We still pile in the car, put pedals to the floor
Bottles of soda lining every door
But I don't say much, I never say much
Ask me why I never talk about myself
And I'll say you never asked
I speak for kids with scattered thoughts
And potential they don't use
I sympathize with villains, so superstitious
I'm much worse off with my good influences
They kept me on the right path, I'm bitter that
You don't know my name yet but I'll be patient for that
My ego close and my sense closer
As everyone around just runs in circles
But the moments with my girl on my arm
I think "you don't know how goddamn lucky you are"
Allow me to introduce myself
The new and regressed, in love and depressed
Allow me to introduce myself
Divinely uninspired and in need of some help
I'm laying it all on the line
Convinced I'm the best and ashamed of myself
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6. |
Overrated
03:48
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Every time I turn around a weekend's ending
As I drive away from another cousin's wedding
Must just be that time of life
Like how my best friend just had his first drug deal
He said he wants to feel one thing real
Well he made the news last night
Poetry is overrated
You want inspiration, just read the paper
You know that gets worse every day
And it's reminding me of my last vacation
Planned to leave from the old train station
Just got stuck there for the day
So I cut a guy off in a pickup truck
And he followed me close for 14 blocks
And he got out just to tell me it's okay
Vacation is overrated
You want inspiration, just labor and labor
You know that gets worse every day
Vacation is overrated
You want inspiration, just labor and labor
You know that gets worse every day
I met this girl in an elevator
She told me about a fight she had with her neighbor
I think she's coming on to me
She was holding in her hand a sympathy card
To give to her dad, on the inside it read
"Sorry you had a kid like me"
The real world is overrated
You want inspiration, just ride the elevator
You know that gets worse every day
The real world is overrated
You want inspiration, ride the elevator
That shit gets worse every day
I remember when my uncle died
They laid him down on the 4th of July
He taught me how to let go
The real world is overrated
You want inspiration, just pray and pray
Because it gets worse here every day
The real world is overrated
You want inspiration, just pray and pray
Because this gets worse every day
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Tom Maroon Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Songwriter and producer.
Indie rock, folk, trip-hop, jazz.
I like telling stories.
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