Lyrics to The Lights Go Out
oh God how I tried so hard.
I think we probably should of moved to California,
'cause I can't stand prideful bands.
I'd rather like to rip out their corneas.
and for all my fears of losing blood, sweat and tears
that I poured out the last 6 years
have got us nowhere
but in debt, in doubt,
only to drown in a crowd of emo bands and can't stand out.
since our hearts bleed pure,
no one to help us declare, yeah,
in this wasteland where evil hearts love to pour
way out and spread like malaria,
and with nothing
what can you do but love them
and try to help someone out of some thing
they're going through
and we're tryin to do it through our music
if you'd let your heart use it.
I'll be patient,
I'll be patient like a third floor hospital.
on vacation,
separated from the daily ritual,
one more person that personifies pride
can just step right aside
or just lay down and die
'cause...
we have been waiting for way too long,
and now it's time for you to hear our song.
maybe we're cursed just living in Pittsburgh.
maybe it's a curse I'm glad was cast.
maybe we are just a little upset at the fact that the bands we've helped don't help us back.
we're dying but we're still trying to drag our beaten bodies town to town
to play for thirty strangers who never really heard of us before.
I'll be patient.
I'll be patient like a third floor hospital.
on vacation,
separated from the daily ritual,
and one more RX they try to prescribe
will fall down inside me
and itch like it's ivy 'cause,
we have been waiting for way too long,
and now it's time to hear our song.
I think we probably should of moved to California,
'cause I can't stand prideful bands.
I'd rather like to rip out their corneas.
and for all my fears of losing blood, sweat and tears
that I poured out the last 6 years
have got us nowhere
but in debt, in doubt,
only to drown in a crowd of emo bands and can't stand out.
since our hearts bleed pure,
no one to help us declare, yeah,
in this wasteland where evil hearts love to pour
way out and spread like malaria,
and with nothing
what can you do but love them
and try to help someone out of some thing
they're going through
and we're tryin to do it through our music
if you'd let your heart use it.
I'll be patient,
I'll be patient like a third floor hospital.
on vacation,
separated from the daily ritual,
one more person that personifies pride
can just step right aside
or just lay down and die
'cause...
we have been waiting for way too long,
and now it's time for you to hear our song.
maybe we're cursed just living in Pittsburgh.
maybe it's a curse I'm glad was cast.
maybe we are just a little upset at the fact that the bands we've helped don't help us back.
we're dying but we're still trying to drag our beaten bodies town to town
to play for thirty strangers who never really heard of us before.
I'll be patient.
I'll be patient like a third floor hospital.
on vacation,
separated from the daily ritual,
and one more RX they try to prescribe
will fall down inside me
and itch like it's ivy 'cause,
we have been waiting for way too long,
and now it's time to hear our song.
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