you can find lyrics to my songs here.
note: all the lyrics were written by lazo, so don't copy them without my permission.
if you slam the front door
you'll just break two fingers
i'll have eight of them left to clutch
at all that lingers
like seeing you lurking round the house
pretending not to want back in
until one day here you go
rumpelstiltskin
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i spoke the truth, i spelled your name
now is the time, my friend, i say
now is the time
i only wish you'd listen, my friend
you'd hear a resonance
you've been a badass, my friend
not a victim of circumstance
have i been petty, poor or petrified?
oh no, that's not me
have i been crying, crazy, craving
for rumpelstiltskin
to say
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i spoke the truth, i spelled your name
now is the time, my friend, i say
now is the time
whenever i think i got over you
you haunt me in my dreams
with an ugly grin and a big knife
and no apologies
please stay away from my house
if you don't wanna come back in
i think we're better off without each other
and rumpelstiltskin
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i hurt the good, i hurt the brave
i spoke the truth, i spelled your name
now is the time, my friend, i say
now is the time
i saw you smile as i hit the ground
i thought you spoke, but there was no sound
life is always a step ahead
the devil mostly inside your head
i let go
i guess the news was bad
i let go
of all i ever had
seems there's one truth to the world
some Folks get what i deserve
didn't i try hard enough?
life is tough
so i let go
i guess the news is bad
i let go
of all i ever had
silence so loud and you so high
silence so loud and you so high
and i so low
but with a little stardust in my eyes
or just a bit of icing on the side
maybe i'll be cool enough to ego
maybe i'll be good enough to talk to
i keep finding things on my waysides
like photographs
and broken, tarnished little pieces
of cars or kids' jewellery
i take them home with me
and store them
like souvenirs of places
i haven't seen
i keep tripping over people on my waysides
like drunks and beggars
and lonely boys
and sometimes
i take them home with me
like witnesses of somebody else's memories
i keep sitting on my wayside
waiting for someone to find me
like a curious boy
or some other explorer
and take me home with him
and ask me
to be his last souvenir
i'm not growing wiser, just older
with each disappointment
bout the gap in your mind
between what you say and what you do
wait! make me wait
tell me i'm so cute
i know you're not popping love
i know you only blew
i'm not growing wiser, just older...
bye! leave me dry
i'm drowning in my blues
leave me in my garden
pick or leave - just choose
i'm not growing wiser, just older...
and i would really love to see
what could become of you and me
so i keep hanging from this tree
cuz maybe someday you might come to save me
if i could choose
i'd never talk
i'd keep dancing til the sun
brings me back home
i'd have the greatest fun
listening to my guests
but only if their hearts speak
as truly as they can
i'd watch them smile and cry
i'd read books and lips
and people's faces
i'd leave any question unanswered
forever more
i'd leave for barcelona
where no one would notice me
but only if their hearts speak
as truly as they can
i'd watch the world pass me by
if i was ready
i'd hit the ground
i'd lay silent
til there's only one word left to say
i should have stayed home
and let gravity rule
now the universe is silent
and i'm the fool again
you call me depressive
and the diagnose might be right
now my universe is empty
no stars, not even satellites
didn't i say i'm sorry?
(i'm not sure)
there's no sound in outer space
and the universe is ugly
when you're lost there
i just got disconnected
now i'm running out of air
and the universe gets creepy
when you hear nothing but your heartbeat
i should have stayed home
now the universe is silent
didn't i say i'm sorry?
and the universe is ugly
when you're lost there
(reconnect me!)
well, maybe i was wrong
i can sense something moving
this universe is a home
of the alienating kind
you are a clown
you can tell the best of jokes
you can make a crowd laugh and a fairy giggle
ain't that just the best showdown?
still you're alone
still you're holding on
it's just your mishaps
they're waiting for
strongman sandow
muscle display
top of nunatak
sandow
you are a beefcake
you got the poses to keep them baffled
let them not see you through
let them not know the truth
still you're alone
still you're holding on to the tale that
building buff might soon enough
build love, too
strongman sandow...
you can scoop a horse up
but not your soul
halt still, haariges kleines biest
hör auf, dich zu beschweren,
dass du ohne mich nix siehst
hast dir die augen ausm kopf geheult
gib zu, dir hat's gefallen
heimlich grinsend deine stirn
aufn tisch zu knallen
trink endlich aus!
du hast es dir verdient
hör auf, mich zu beschweren
dumme drama queen!
sitz still, mein rastloses tier
hör auf, hör auf, dich zu beschweren bei mir
du singst die schönsten lieder
von hoffnung und verdruss
von heldentaten, müden kriegern
aber jetzt ist schluss
setz ab deine krone
du bist längst abgelöst
es geht viel leichter ohne
die weltgrößte sause
aber du bist längst eingedöst
mann, geh nach hause!
halt still, haariges kleines biest
hör auf, dich zu beschweren,
dass du ohne mich nix siehst
if it's really love
that you want the most
you'll just have to do more
than light the fire once and watch it burn down
if it's really only fun
that you're up for
you might just as well have me move over
let's be firebugs
and burn the whole thing down
but i can see you're only bugging me
if it's really fame
that keeps you from keeping on
you should start to spray sparks
unless you fan your fans
they might soon burn down
if it's really only wood you're collecting
what's the sense in that
if you ain't got a match?
let's be firebugs
and burn ourselves down
but i can see you're only bugging me
there's laughter on the way
oh, and it won't stop
it's cruel things they say
oh, and they won't stop
it's so hard
there's nowhere else to go
(now, holly)
we can't escape ourselves
let's take away the thrill
(now, holly)
and deal with what is left
and as the night goes darker
stars shine brighter
earth goes rough
and we go party
so hard
11:42
stuck in the middle of shouting and crying
no words come out
this time last year it was the other way around
don't you give me a two-day-delay
we will both be okay again someday
16:23
already moving around the furniture in my mind
so the rooms won't feel too big
dividing our cups and wondering
how many of my friends will be left for me?
you leave me boxed in and out these days
01:17
but eight weeks later
brought my two boys to bed
analyzing the anatomy
half a beer left and about half of me
i wonder who will remember the legend of you and me?
this is lonely
you leave me boxed in and out these days
don't you give me a two-day-delay
we will both be okay again someday
five minutes and one year later
i hear myself say
this woman is a real cool writer
and why do i talk like that?
with this ridiculous american accent
and why do i talk at all?
i wonder who will remember the legend of you and me?
this is lonely
you leave me boxed in and out these days
don't you give me a two-day-delaywe will both be okay again someday
i wonder who will remember the legend of you and me?
long before now
you could have told me
you didn't want me
or my company
you left me looped in for nothing
you fostered fictions of something
and i wish you the best with all of my heart
still cannot get rid of the thought
how much longer would this prologue have taken
if i hadn't forced you to fast-forward
to the inevitable and pretty sad ending?
long before now
you could have warned me
you're an illusionist
playing tricks on me
you promised magic or something
you gave me rabbits and nothing
and i wish you the best with all of my heart
still cannot get rid of the thought
how much longer would this prologue have taken
if i hadn't forced you to fast-forward
to the inevitable and pretty sad ending?
i found out now
you only bluffed me
in your fainthearted heart
there's no room for me
you sent me goodies for nothing
to keep me looped in for something
and i wish you the best with all of my heart
still cannot get rid of the thought
how much longer would this prologue have taken
if i hadn't forced you to fast-forward
to the inevitable and pretty sad ending?