Lyrics: The Format. Snails. Your New Name.

:
Stayed awake for fifteen hours,
waiting on your reply
so i went outside to kill my lungs
and to kiss the night goodbye.
thought about your favorite sweater,
now i'm wishing it was at our feet.
if i could change one thing about you,
i'd call you annalise,
cause' it's better than jen.

hey annalise,
wont you come with me to central park?
we could catch a cab
or stray from wheels and walk this boulevard.
you don't respond,
you're gonna end up dull,
much like your parents are.
hey annalise, don't you ever feel the need to leave?
that's me.
scared of what you people will think.

well i'm your favorite second rate singer
holding out both my hands
i'm cursed with the voice of a kid
and pent up three word commands.

so tie the rope,
tap the brake,
cause a scene.
whatever keeps me in control.
because these bones have grown tiresome
and cant seem to hold my soul,
my whole heart,
it's a joke.

hey annalise,
wont you cross my mind on a stampede ride?
screw hollywood,
cause we've got better things to do than fake our lives.
but you don't respond,
you're gonna end up dull
so won't you give up your birthright?
hey annalise,
don't you ever feel the need to leave?
that's me. that's me.
scared of what you people will think.

well i'm alone,
and i want something real.
not a name.
i need something to feel.
i want the girl who won't dissapear.
oh, i can see her in dark and dull colors,
but coming in clear.

here she comes.
here she comes.
here she comes.
and there she goes