Daily Podcast

I know this is technically already up, but I wanted to record it with just me singing and playing since I wrote it. I hope you enjoy [both versions].

I saw your face there on
the corner.
It was in place of
my mouth on yours.
The paper bottles and
letter jackets
told me you'd been driving
back and forth.

I cannot
hold you back.
You cannot
hold me back.
Since when
did you cry?

I went and whispered
your name to millions.
I cannot tell you
what was said.
I broke you open and
climbed inside your hand.
You told me nothing would
ever change your mind.

I cannot
hold you back.
You cannot
hold me back.
Since when
did you cry?

I cannot take you
for granted.
You spoke too plainly
when you called
my
name.
It was so long ago
now I don't even know
what is left here for
you to take.

I cannot
hold you back.
You cannot
hold me back.
Since when
did you cry?

I saw your face there on
the corner.

Sign right here, sign your life away.
Sign on the dotted line.
We could use your hands,
we could use your eyes,
and we’re gonna take your mind. We’ll pay
fifteen dollars a day.
We know you didn’t need it anyway.

You don’t have a choice.
You don't have a voice.
But if you did, we’re sure that you’d agree:
yes, you’re a mindless drone
but you’ll never be alone.
You’ve got a whole world’s worth of company.

Sign right here, sign your life away.
We’ll assure you it’s okay.
Talent like yours we always need.
Score another for corporate greed!
Sign, sign, sign your life away.

Sign right here, sign on the dotted line.
We’ll assure you that it’s fine.
Resign your life to nine-to-five
and you’ll forget you were alive.
Sign, sign, sign on the dotted line.

You don’t have a choice.
You don’t have a voice.
Call 1-800-SHUT UP and we’ll put you on hold.
You’re almost sixty now
and you’re wondering how

There's just one more, chance you can take,
before we come back to this:
I'm just not sure how long I can break,
myself away from your kiss.
It's just too hard,
It's just too long,
I'm sorry, I won't be alone.
It's just too hard
I'm just too strong
and Baby, this place, it's not your home.

Cause you ran away, to el-dorado
Sleepin' in the back of a car,
I guess right now, I just wanna let you know,
I never thought we'd make it that far,
but now you're there, in California,
drippin' with the booze in your shoes,
Now you're there in California,
You've got nothing left to lose.

You take those pills, everyday now,
I guess that's what you're all about,
you're selling your soul, your clothes your everything,
You're selling yourself out
Its just too hard,
It's been too long,
I'm sorry, I just cannot stay.
It's just to hard,
I'm not that strong,
I can't watch you, fading away.

I take a plum, you take a peach,
You lay out naked, on the beach

Some day I'll be a Suicide Girl, a pin up queen with pop-art lips and a body only those dedicated to tattoos and piercings, rainbow coloured hair and trashy rock star babies adore.

Some day I'll be a wife two kids and a life I wish I could trade in for a mint condition copy of my favourite record. I promise I won't drive a mini van, they're a little too big in back for my taste.

Someday I'll get drunk and make out with a girl in the rain. We'll share a cigarette the one am tram to London and I'll realize the the only reason I'm there is because... because I can't stand the sickening thought of going back to my "family".

Some day I'll let someone tie me up and slap me around, you know, just to prove I can survive. Or maybe, it's just because thats what love is, isnt it?