Lyrics:
Dashboard Confessional Mtv Unplugged

: I'm missing your bed I never sleep Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak, And this bottle of beast Is taking me home I'm cuddling close To

: Consider the odds, consider the obvious. The martyr is meaningless, the campaign has died. In the planning stages and the fallen faces are the singular

: So quiet another wasted night, the television steals the conversation. Exhale, another wasted breath, again it goes unnoticed. Please tell me that

: This is where I say I've had enough and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now. A walking open wound, a trophy display of bruises and I don

On the way home, this car hears my confessions. I think tonight I'll take the long way. This weather. The wind outside is biting. It has left me feeling

This paint has been tasting of lead and their chips will fall as they may, but it's not just my finish that is peeling, and it is not alone fleeing these

I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head Where I would impress you with every single word I said It would come out insightful, or brave, or smooth

So quiet another wasted night, the television steals the conversation. Exhale, another wasted breath, again it goes unnoticed. Please tell me that

Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep, this air is blessed, you share with me. This night is wild, so calm and dull, these hearts they race, from self