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Prologue
03:33
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Maybe you’re just busy,
Maybe you don’t want me,
Maybe I am crazy.
Tell me all your stories,
The ones you wrote without me.
I wish I was with you.
We don’t have time to waste.
You don’t have to worry,
You know where to find me.
This is not an exit.
Maybe when it’s over,
I’ll know what I’m doing.
I will always love you.
We don’t have time to waste.
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The End Is The Beginning
03:41
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I’m waiting to pick up the pieces
Of a thing that’s not broken just yet.
I need you to give me a reason
While I’m leaning right over the edge.
Buy me a drink, and I’ll tell you a tale
Of a little old man and his wife,
A plan that was made in frightening detail,
And the end of his miserable life.
Love makes you do crazy things,
And without it you might go insane.
Please heed my warning,
And pray you don’t end up like me.
I told her that she wouldn’t change me,
So this pitiful song is a first.
The world is so quiet and empty,
I’m a shell of a man without her.
I once made a vow, “until death do us part,”
But I didn’t quite make it that far.
I had to find out if she loved me for sure,
So I left with my bitter old heart.
Love makes you do crazy things,
And without it you might go insane.
Please heed my warning,
And pray you don’t end up like me.
What would you do in my place?
Would you drown in your shame and disgrace?
When your whole life will soon be erased,
What would you do in my place?
I’m not who I used to be,
A bad case of forgery,
Wood, hay, and stubble is me,
My life is fictional,
Let me be visceral,
We are not invincible.
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Bad Ideas
04:52
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Maybe I need an exit, maybe this is my chance.
The world is quiet and empty; I’m missing more than romance.
I feel the warmth of your embrace, but I’m still freezing.
I’m covered head to toe in gauze, but I’m still bleeding.
Nobody loves me, nobody loves me,
I’m calling out to you, you don’t believe me.
Nobody sees me, nobody hears me,
It’s getting dark outside and I can’t speak.
I’ve needed this forever, and wanted this for years,
Ever since I could remember, this would calm my greatest fears.
I’m cynical and desperate, lost with no way home.
It’s more than wish fulfillment, it’s water for my soul.
Maybe you’re just busy,
And maybe you don’t want me,
If this is how the story goes,
Your memory will haunt me.
Say my name, say my name,
I love you all, I’m glad you came.
Wish me well, wish me well,
Maybe I’ll see you in heaven.
Nobody loves me, nobody loves me.
Trees are born when buried acorns die,
So what happens if I’m still alive?
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4. |
Graceland Conspiracy
03:56
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Take a razor to my arms
And let the river flow.
Tie a rope around my neck
And just let me go.
Stick a dagger in my stomach,
Put a pistol to my head,
A thousand different ways
That I could meet a common end.
End it all.
Take a razor to my arms,
Or tie a rope around my neck,
Stick a dagger in my stomach,
Put a pistol to my head?
End it all.
Drive the car until the tank runs out.
Out of sight and always on my mind.
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Out here all alone, nowhere to call my own,
I should have done this years ago,
But last words leave your lips so slow.
Hiding right behind you, standing just out of view.
The stars are brighter than they’ve ever been,
They’re beautiful, but not like you.
Life is a figure of speech,
My glass is half empty.
Life is a figure of speech.
Please just forget me.
Worth it? Was it worth it?
Sometimes I wish I could come home.
Worth it? It was perfect,
The only way I’ll ever know.
Scavengers surround me,
Teeth bared, stomachs growling,
They’re coming out of the woodwork,
But they will wait their turn.
I asked for this.
Lies will be uncovered,
And the truth will be set free,
They reap their own destruction,
This will be the death of me.
I am a burden,
A waste of your time.
You were an angel,
I wasted your time.
Dig my grave forever and bury me alive.
It’s beautiful, but not like you.
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Unfinished
04:05
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I won’t ever say I miss you,
I won’t admit that you’re not here.
If I’m dreaming, I can hear you
Softly whispering into my ear.
I wish I could come home,
I don’t know how to sleep alone.
You used to make me feel alive,
Without you here I’d rather die.
Now I stay awake all night
Instead of sleeping by your side.
I am empty, I am weak,
Call an ambulance for me.
No one hears me, I can’t speak,
You’re the air I used to breathe.
You and I will always be unfinished,
Even when I write the final page.
The simple truth is I cannot reverse this,
Maybe I should die of my old age.
I just toss and turn at night
Because you’re always on my mind,
And here’s the ugly, bitter truth:
You loved me more than I love you.
I am selfish, I am wrong,
Always singing these sad songs.
Life is going on too long,
I don’t know where I belong.
I wish I could come home,
I don’t know how to sleep alone.
You were all I ever wanted,
You were all I ever needed.
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Everything spills over haphazardly,
Did you ever have a way with words
Or were you lying?
Where were you when I was…
It doesn’t matter.
Ink infects the canvas
As sound pollutes the air.
Everything is meaningless,
And I shouldn’t care.
I was struggling and barely alive,
And you weren’t around until you thought I died.
I was struggling and barely alive,
Where were you? Where were you?
Sycophants and cynics make me sick,
The irony is that I asked for this,
But sycophants and cynics make sick to my stomach.
Injustice to the alphabet,
I won’t take your word for it.
Your word is worthless if I’m not convinced.
The end of the line looks so different,
The smile I saw on my face
Is replaced with two holes for two boxes,
And a vineyard full of foxes.
Vanity of vanities, everything is vanity,
The silence of your absence is scary to me.
I am ruined.
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Hold me close, don’t let go.
Let’s take this nice and slow.
We’ve got time on our side,
I am yours and you are mine.
I have never been so distracted; I was with you
‘Cause your eyes were like the ocean, hazy and full of blue.
I can’t find you, I can’t find you.
Our forever? We were never.
Feeling heavy and full of sadness,
Pushing forward in spite of the madness,
Eulogies are hard for me,
I wish they could all hear me say:
“I loved the way you’d speak to me,
You cut straight through the apathy
And all my insecurity,”
But all I have are memories,
The evidence of you and me.
I miss the silence of your lips against my face,
Your voice still haunts me and I don’t want to escape.
I am drowning here in my shame and disgrace.
Somebody tell me this will all turn out okay.
I told myself for days, but nothing ever changed.
This is the best I can do,
I’m a shell of a man without you.
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9. |
The Beginning Is The End
02:59
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I long to see your face
When I am free from my disgrace.
How could you forgive me?
I am deliberate and ashamed,
I did this all in my own name,
So why forgive me?
Why would you forgive me?
I hope this tale has convinced you,
Your unhappiness will have a cost.
I don't believe I can change you,
But I've showed you the life that I lost.
The wonderful things I have witnessed first-hand,
They're nothing compared to the fall.
You have a choice, now, continue the plan,
Or abandon it once and for all.
I am resigned to my fate,
And all I can do now is wait,
But what would you do in my place?
What would you do in my place?
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Chris Knox Denton, Texas
See mondaywednesdayfriday.bandcamp.com for older releases under the name Monday Wednesday Friday
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