The last time that we spoke, we used words we never said. They were building on the inside and they burst out of our heads I smelled you on my pillow and it pushed me out of bed I wrote you on my wall in words I'll never read again I'm almost very certain that you still get to sleep In your bed and there is comfort in the corners of your sheets As your house falls into shambles, you pretend that you don't know That your father let the poison sink into its wooden bones Are you angry? Are you angry at yourself? The smoke will clear soon You can ring your bells You will follow through The gist of what they said was that the city has their heads But despite their promised futures, they still voted for my dad To bring purity and honest back to their toxic home My father is a good man. He's the best man that I know. And I promise you'll see flowers from the seeds that he will sow He's been through hell he's seen things that won't ever let him go Who owns these kids? He knows these kids like the back of his hand I swear to god, I know my dad. He is a gentle man. Are you happy? Have you found a kick all year? Do they hate you? Do they fill you with their fear? Will you follow through? When it's crashing You can stay here You can catch your breath After the smoke clears You can follow through The last time that we spoke, you were not in your head.

Hell must have frozen over I swear I see the devil in the snow This is hell I'm living in With roadblocks and nowhere else to go So I turn abilities up and I face the coming storm headfirst The devil never really scared me much He's just wasting all my damn time What I'd do for some fire in my hand A pistol and a city in the sky Tell me why. What'd I ever do to you? To make me wanna give up on this all so soon The snow could be thawing. I might be wrong though. It's only one month into spring Take me back there when I was lying in my bed Before the phone call. When the good dreams still occupied my head. Across the lot and folding over the fence (I'm walking far and I am thinking too much) The scent of trees escapes your body (You taught me to draw monsters I see them here they come up) I think you're changing what you did (When they pull out my lungs probably all stained black) The rain pulls away your chalk drawings (Just like the time bombs buried in my uncles chest) I watched them melting through the concrete (And now I see his ghost he hides in cigarettes) I saw you reach (His body's made of smoke) Something you can't get (And he's so fucking mad) Oxygen What I'd do for some fire in my hand A pistol and a city in the sky A day short or a few too many

I've been talking to my ex-girlfriend She's been being so cool to me She told me that she's picking up her cello Making her place in my Pinkerton dream But she didn't apologize to me for any of the shit she said For any of the events which occurred in the heat of her pool shed I'm not mad, it's just freaky, like the kids who don't get any sleep Like the real insomniacs who crawl like magnets through the streets But, I digress, you are an addict To the grudges under your belt You watch over me in judgement From your artwork on my shelf But she didn't apologize to me for any of the shit she said For any of the events which occurred in the heat of her pool shed I'm not mad, it's just freaky, like the kids who don't get any sleep Like the real insomniacs, who growl like raptors through the streets I know, I know I should let go But I long to see That empty shell looking back at me With nothing to hide Nothing left inside In any case Kid in your cage Let me make you happy, let me in, I swear I could return each and every curl to your hair I'd show you just how if I could only get in And I would open your mind if your skull weren't so thick