Manchester Orchestra Album

I could of sworn that I saw you knee bent on the bedside,
Arms stretched like a kite that time will eventually grow.
I'm so sure of it
And I've got a reason, too long, for songs
That tells why your legs and arms are actually able.

Cause I confide in wolves at night
have you seen my baby girl, she's lonely.

I've got to crucify myself if I am gonna believe you
I've got to promise that I'll finish all the things I said I'd do to begin with too
I've got to make my bed if I am gonna lay with you
Cause a disaster's a disaster no matter what Christian language you drag it through

Cause I confide in wolves at night
Well have you seen my baby girl, she's lonely, so lonely
Cause I confide in wolves at night
I'm like a virgin losing a child, so lonely, so lonely

I swear I did what I could for your rights,
You swear you did what you could for my eyes
And I'll try nothing, try something, try anything
I swear I did what I could for your rights,
You swear you did what you could for my eyes
And I'll try something, for nothing, for something.
Something
I swear I did what I could for your rights,
You swear you did what you could for my eyes
And I'll try something, try nothing, try anything.

Sweet Jesus I swear that I love you, no matter what the chariot says.
I'm biased and by this I'll judge you on weakness wrapped up in my own innocence
And I think that's fine.

My God you look so much different. From mirrors you looked like fool.
And your skin taste much better with aging not sweet like it was back in our Sunday school.

Just wait, don't go. We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
Just wait, don't go. We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
We're gonna see if this bad boy can fly
Cause I heard that it can after all.

Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
I've been trying so hard to be good again
Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
I've been trying so hard to be good
Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
I've been trying so hard to be good again
Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
I've been trying pretty hard to be good

Well now that you're home I can see again, I can see again
Now that you're home I can see again, God I can see

I heard the neighborhood was bleeding.
Pressed shirts and raincoats for the cause.
5000 termination papers.
Can you read them, if you're sleeping?

Cause formulas are for nothing, if I can barely get to sleep.
Well I can be lonely if she's happy, after all.

I heard that I was close to dying.
IV's and dirty drips for the cause
5000 termination papers.
Can you read them, I can see them?

Cause diagnostics are nothing, can you figure out a cure for me.
That can finally set me free, after all.

I'll find a way out
I'll find a way out
I'll find a way out of here
Do you believe me?
Just watch me.

Cause pillowcases are something, for when reality gets obscene.
I'm filling feathers around my teeth, after all.
Are stars still dying for nothing? it isn't fair but its reality.
I need a miracle in my veins, after all

Well I watched your black tied family
Rise up from graves near cemeteries
That I have not been to since your goodbye
And I drank another simile
And compared your Jesus to a thief
He took my bones and turned them into bread.
Cause I can feel your pain, in my bones, in my bones.
I was scared to call your mother
For news that you weren't getting better
Well my God, what the hell am I supposed to do?
And I ran off and ran on to something
That I swore was everything but beautiful
I only say that word for you
Cause I can feel your pain, in my bones, in my bones.
And I can feel your pain, deep in my bones, deep in my bones.
And hallelujah to the one in our bones
And hallelujah to the one that we love

They call holidays an option for a reason
I heard you're coming back to life just for the fourth
I've been catching all your ghosts for every season
I pray to god you won't come back here anymore

do you pray with him, too?

They should deliver all my blessings
in small brown paper handbags near the porch
I wished I'd known that you were bleeding while I sat
and watched you reading with the lord

I read with him, too

when you look at me
I'll be digesting your legs
cause I can hardly see
what's in front of me these days
and those days, too.

I've got to take what I'm making
and turn it into something
I've got to take what I'm making
and turn it into something
for you
I've got to break what I'm making
and turn it into nothing
I've got to break what I'm making
and turn it into nothing
for you

God, where have you been?

When the dark flood came
we wrapped ourselves inside a dirty blanket
citing different opinions
on whether we should move

when the houses came
they ate up everyone like they were fishes
saying, "come on, come on
it's the end of the world"

and then I saw your face
you're turning skin into a dirty secret
I watched the beauties, watched the fire
and the fire burn the beauty in their eyes

when I took the blame
we layed in ruins trying to quote your phrase
we're yelling, "someone's got the answers,
but I'd rather think there's nothing to be found"

if you knew I was dying would it change you?
If you knew I was dying would it change...
if you knew I was dying would it change you?
If you knew I was dying would it change anything?

So when you see me falling backwards down the wall that says I'm still alive,
don't be cautious when I'm cautiously approaching on the other side
everybody has their reasons, that's the reason we're all going to die

because if seeing is believing,
then believe that we have lost our eyes

when I fly solo, I fly so high
don't touch me now.

We all deserve something.

When my dad died the worms ate out both his eyes.
His soul flew right up in the sky and I cried myself to sleep.

My mother lies alone on her back at night.
Adding up hours till her demise, she counts herself to sleep.

When my sister finds my body closed up like the blinds,
I tell her I promise its fine, but she cries herself to sleep.

The men in black ties arrive at the house in surprise.
To find a little girl by your side in the wood box where you're sleeping.

I still see you inside of this God-awful house
You move awfully quiet now
And I still feel you everywhere
You told me this has always been worth living,
But what's really worth living anymore?

Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said,
Right before that operator made us disconnected.

Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said,
Right before that operator made us disconnected.
If you can hear me right now, I've got a formula vow
That swears I'll do my best to figure out this situation.

First of all I'll explain why I caused all that water
But never fixed that leaking pipe that floods us to the ceiling.
An empty shot glass doesn't lie so I fulfilled my appetite
And crossed my fingers that the good Lord will take care of you and I again.

So now that I found it,
I'll tie the ropes around it.
And make sure that the bottle never bothers us again.
Well I promise this time really. yeah?
I'm cleaning up sincerely. yeah.
And I'll make sure that the devil never bothers you again.

How I wish that you had sold me on all of those big goals
Of being a good father not a careless liar.
Well am I really that old, ignorant or too slow
To realize I have lost my golden ticket back home?

Well I swear I tried again, you're never visible on the weekdays
When I need you to do what you can't afford to do
You better watch your tone. You're not invisible you know
I'll do what I gotta do to stop the sound coming

Cause the truth is you're probably not as bad as I make you out to be
To the boys and the girls, that will listen closely. No
I'm the one that is happy. You can write the coolest songs
I was wrong. Yeah I'm always wrong.

And my God what do we have here.
I've been trying hard and you've been dying hard for years now

Well I swear I did it all
I'll always be my best flaw.

Please just pick up the phone, am I invincible, you know
I'll do what I've gotta to do stop the sound coming

Cause the truth is you're probably not as bad as I thought that you were being
To the boys and myself, we're just tired of listening. No
I'm the one that is sorry. Help me write the coolest songs
You were wrong. Yeah you're always wrong.

Cause the truth is that no one, truly knows what the hell it is you're doing
When we ask are you dead or are you just sleeping Oh yeah
I'm the one that is happy. I don't like your shitty songs
You were wrong, yeah you're always wrong

Don't let them see you cry
When the dam breaks down and the city is covered in water
Cause I believe we fly
When the moon takes shape and I dose off, on your shoulders

I trust that you see it too

So breathe while you're alive
Let the big band play as you tap leather with your fingers
And I tried to write in style
But the words just come and I write them as soon as I see them

And I trust that you write them too
And I trust that you love me too

Take a leaf of paper draw your mind
A bourbon brown that can burn my eyes
I lost your presents underneath the bridge

unlock the door
let's talk it out
against the wall
hands on my mouth
can this be it, is it really over now?

you wore a pink t-shirt and khaki pants
you played your songs and danced your dance
i unwrapped your present underneath your feet

nine to eleven you're getting week
the tile is cold i can barely speak
and i think she's gone but i'll be sure for safety's keeping

if you say no then no it will be
i'll stick it out, skin pierced with colly strings
just play it cool, yeah, and try to avoid being seen
i'll stick it out, skin pierced for nothing

Well yeah I saw inside the mirror and your smoking gun,
unloading lead inside me, i was subscribing one by one,
and i fell so fast in seth ott's bedroom

you said you saw it coming, but you didn't see nothing
your eyes were on the living room, your eyes were on the closet
don't worry about it, don't worry about anything

a pity invitation to an awkward house
for pseudo-boy who would rather wear a blouse
i sincerely saw your skin for the very first time

my curly hair and a voting booth
confessantly, this is the first time i've loved you
and God I mean it, God i mean it, i hope that i mean it

because like dying young, idols got the best of me
well don't stop calling, you're the reason i love losing sleep
and the building collapsed, so we'll shop one, we'll shop one for something

we'll stick it out, skin pierced for something
besides, don't release me until it's over
besides, we can't believe without bleeding

besides, we can't believe without bleeding