- Before I Was Smart
Take me out and make me feel What it's like to be surreal Sticky, stingy, stiff and pale Wonder how I got so quail They might save a lie Or a fiendish why...
- Birth! School! Dole! Angst!
You don't have to be pitiful about me There's no need to be merciful to spare me You don't have to be pitiful about me Cause I have got a pocket full of treasur...
- Friends
We could go further Further down the slope And twist like the others With no great hope We could never be lovers, we could never be There for each other on Chr...
- I Am the Ostrich
This is the end This is the time where I won't change my mind again No, I cannot pretend To be an ostrich nor a peacock when it ends And there's no easy way ou...
- I Believe In A Thing Called Love
Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me Feel My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering Wheel Touching you, touching me Touching you, ...
- I Didn't Mean To Be Mean
Last night we ended up in silence We fell asleep with the creeps I could hear you talking in your sleep I didn't mean to be mean So please call me up Say I'm a ...
- I Never Finished A Test
Sometimes I see you Sometimes I don't Sometimes I need you Sometimes I don't Down, down We fall down Down, down, down We fall down I never finished a test in ...
- I Wanna Be Alone
Last night we fell apart, we fell apart And I took the train to hell All from the start I knew we'd fall apart Every bubble bursts Selfish and blind Hard and u...
- Nearly Took Up Smoking
I would like to be A lighthouse on your sea But when we're on the phone You always sink Happy as can be And then you talk to me I drag you down Before you even ...
- Save Me From Myself
I've been a liar I've been a fool Been digging for fire With the wrong tool I've played with people Like if they were toys Deeper and deeper I'm far from rejoi...
- September
I told you all about it There was nothing I could do I told you all about it Every word I said was true She gave me confirmation And she made me feel alive She ...
- Sunday Lovely Sunday
Sundays are slow Never pretentious, oh no Silent and closed And we don't really have to know Where to go Holding hands with the one I love She wears mittens, I...
- The Luck I Never Had
There's always too much in the air I get a fever just like that I'm so uptight about my hair Every time a wear a hat No further questions I can't see Seems I h...