Nate Ruess
Mike Schey
Don Raymond
Marko Buzard
Dog Problems (2006)
Ashes to ashes
Some dust on the dash
I've got my cigarettes
but I can't find the fire
that's calming me down
I was just out on a night with my friends
You are still out on a night
with your friends
and you don't seem to tired
when I'm not around
I'm under the tunnel
I'm holding my breath
I searched every pocket
that hung in the closet
'til I found some matches
in a brown leather jacket
One I swore I've never worn
but it once kept you warm
Do you remember
we made love on the floor
and you still haven't called
So I'll wait 'til they're closing the bars
I made a wish
but the match never lit
Can we take the next hour and talk about me?
Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me
Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me
Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
And my hatred for corporate magazines
You know they don't speak to me
The irony is they won't speak with me
I placed you on a window sill
Cut notches up and down the door
My surprise I woke up one morning
In bed in your place lay a note
It read, "Baby, Your love, it just ain't good enough.
I found sunlight 6 hours away.
You watered me down 'til I drifted abound
Somewhere far from your shade."
Now I shadow my former self
Once whole and now only a chest full of holes
red wax, it paints me unclear
When the big hand strikes 12, I disappear
And the angels are fake and they'll lie to your face
Anything to keep you away
You watered me down 'til I drifted abound
It's time I accept the fact that you on your back
It has buried the past
Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me
Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me
Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
And my hatred for corporate magazines
You know they don't speak to me
The irony is they won't speak with me
"Matches, I'm Actual" Live (featuring Anathallo)
"Matches, I'm Actual" Live From the DVD Live at the Mayan Theater
"Matches, I'm Actual" Live From the DVD Live at the Mayan Theater
