Songs in My Head

Friday, November 10, 2006

Call Me When You're Sober - Evanescence

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
you would be here with me.
You want me, come find me.
Make up your mind.

Should've let you fall,
Lose it all,
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
We're only deceiving ourselves,
And I'm sick of the lies,
And you're too late.

Don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
you would be here with me.
You want me, come find me.
Make up your mind.

Couldn't take the blame,
Sick with shame.
Must be exhausting to lose your own game.
Selfishly hated,
No wonder you're jaded,
You can't play the victim this time.
And you're too late.

So, don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
you would be here with me.
You love me, come find me.
Make up your mind.

You never call me when you're sober,
You only want it 'cause it's over
it's over.

How could I have burned paradise.
How could I, you were never mine?

So, don't cry to me.
If you loved me,
you would be here with me.
Don't lie to me, just get your things.
I've made up your mind.

The Pot - Tool

Who are you to wave your finger
You must have been out your head
Eyehole deep in muddy waters
You practically raised the dead

Rob the grave to snow the cradle
Then burn the evidence down
Soapbox house of cards and glass
So don't go tossing your stones around

You must have been high
You must have been high
You must have been.

Foot in mouth and head up asshole
Whatcha' talkin' bout
Difficult to dance round this one
Till you pull it out boy

You must have been so high
You must have been so high

Steal, borrow, reefer
Save your shady inference
Kangaroo done hung the juror
With the innocent

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye.
And when you pissed all over my black kettle...

You must have been high, high
You must have been high, high

Who are you to wave your finger
So full of it
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Fucking hypocrite

Liar, lawyer, mirror show me
What's the difference
Kangaroo done hung the guilty
With the innocent

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye.
And when you pissed all over my black kettle...

You must have been

So who are you to wave your finger
Who are you to wave your fatty finger
At me, you must have been out your mind.

Weeping shades of indigo
Shaft without a reason
Weeping shades of indigo

Liar, lawyer, mirror for you
What's the difference
Kangaroo be stoned he's guilty
as the government

Now you're weeping shades of chosen indigo, got lemon juice up in your eye, eye.
And when you pissed all over my black kettle...

You must have been high high high high
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters
Ganja police you must have been out your
Mind