It might be no secret that I blindly Replace my “nothing to say” with a play of the eager card Wait for it, wait for it Sooner or later you’ll describe me… Saying ‘he’s nice, but tries too hard.’ Wish I could be magnetic Rely on my own force to pull you in I wanna be magnetic All of my troubles evolve as the lines begin I’ve seen it a couple, three times People so cool everybody single files it up to them, and don’t know why And then there’s me- the tip of my tongue Pushing you away before I’ve begun to impress you, then a quick goodbye Wish I could be magnetic Rely on my own force to pull you in I wanna be magnetic All of my troubles evolve as the lines begin There’s always something deeper down to analyze And over thinking what it might be is a repellent by design Wish I could be magnetic Rely on my own force to pull you in I wanna be magnetic All of my troubles evolve as the lines begin Seeing as my troubles evolve as the lines begin

You just climb in, one knee after another Then tell me to gun it, and we go It’s just winding passageways we unclutter And maybe we’re running, and maybe we’re just stoned It feels good to get away From the day to day grind But you still should keep in mind Take all your breaks when you need em Roll out and go forth to freedom When you don’t know where to turn But don’t mistake sand and sun For an erase or a cure To the way life can burn I’ve been there and back when the mood attacks And on return I found the fact: There’s no vacation for the soul It fits so well into the mind of a cynic That the curse is the sitting, so we should take off I know it’s great to roll out of the city And pretend there’s a finish somewhere we can cross It feels good to get away From the day to day grind But you still should keep in mind I’d imagine, it’s an appeal to your romantic side To think your navigating to your new life

You’re throwing sweaters in a duffel bag Thinking that you’d rather be somewhere else You’re throwing fits inside that head of yours Ready to scream They give the litany of “you should really…this and that…” When you’re just getting things off your chest And I think I know exactly what you need When you’re feeling let down- Lay it all on me And you’ve got troubles to get out- Lay it all on me If you’ve had enough advice from those who think they run your life You can call and lay it all on me There’s something great about a friend who never has a doubt Of how to fix the failures you face They don’t hesitate and are really only trying to help There’s simple sanity in hearing back from family Insisting steps they think you should take But sometimes the only thing you need is an ear When you’re feeling let down- Lay it all on me And you’ve got troubles to get out- Lay it all on me If you’ve had enough advice from those who think they run your life You can call and lay it all on me When life is weighing on your soul- Lay it all on me I’ll be waiting near my phone- lay it all on me If your people all presume to know you better than you do You can call and lay it all on me Make me a promise to always use your common sense and sing it out I’m here to listen to all your superstitions and soak it all in And when you’re ready for answers, calm and steady I can do that for you too

I could spend three days soaking in the waters of your baby blues You seem to remain forever looking onward like there’s no time to lose And lately, time keeps getting in the way of the good stuff Maybe we could stop the planning and just take the morning off I wanna love you now Whether or not I ought to know better I wanna love you now It’s a simple, simple thing I wanna love you now How could I wait for us to get settled In this wreck we call life? I could spend three years working up the blueprints for the perfect us But we’d still be right here, looking kinda foolish...frankly out of touch And lately- time keeps getting in the way of the wineglass Maybe we could grab today and let the future be just that You stay away From all the thoughts that keep you from your forward motion You play it safe And keep me at a distance for the sake of something different

I can’t believe it won’t occur to you to have at least the courtesy to say what you mean My kind of crime ain’t worth the lines of a drama queen whose only skill is flat out denial You get a rush from the thought of us kicking up a temper-flaring throw down scene I know the signs- right before you cry, you always try the: “I need a minute, I need a minute…” well Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright You seem upset enough to camouflage inside a club Looking for the numb of a fix And not ashamed that you have figured out, that when in doubt To swallow all your problems away You won’t address that your drunken mess leads you to the people who will just make you sick I think it’s strange…you embrace the pain then you say “Oh…A pill will kill a pill will kill it…" well Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright We’re moving aimlessly Why can’t I cut you off You’re like a drug to me Until you start to talk Why would think you were absurd when it’s easier Reaching out for someone to blame And I’m the closest one to grab I bet you think it’s fun To show me all your crazy unwind You look surprised when you realize that I’m seeing through your petty little girl games Sometimes I might pretend I’ve never seen your kind before but This is not my first rodeo, no, no it’s Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright Take 2 or 3- call me in the morning Even if you don’t feel alright

I’m lost, I’m in a haze There’s only three things that scare me: Yesterday, tomorrow, and today I’m tired and out of shape The only reason you hear me Is that I talk like I’ve got something real to say Careful what you wish for taking advice from me again Cause I am just as wise as any of your dashboard holy men Ain’t that sobering You’re desperate for a cure To all the people that fail you Cast off like a rod without a line That you try to make sure To keep the few things I tell you Projected on a reel up in your mind But now and then I trip across a truth and I smile Cause I won’t pretend At least for a little while

Two years out- shuffle in his step He figures time spent drunk ain’t the same as time wasted So Willie is a bottle thief Two kids now, wishing Willie dead And if the measure of a man’s how he stands up to face it I guess that’s just a little too deep Lies when he wants, tries what he wants If you told him it was right, he’d run the other way Takes what he needs, smiles when he bleeds If you asked him why, he would probably say What good’s the world if I can’t have obsessions? Demons get bored when you hide them inside I promise that one day I’ll kneel for confession But until I get renewed, Tell me what I’ve gotta do- to find a little bit of mischief Not his style, living in a state Where there’s a line in the sand and he can’t ever cross it So Willie knows its fair to cheat And meanwhile figures that it’s fate To be defined by aversion to rules and exhaust it Before he hits the bigger sleep Life moves slowly when you’re good all the time The price is only that your soul gets misaligned The right way to go is having a good time

You sat me down and Deconstructed everything I do But never realized that I do And then a sound like A three in a row slot machine went off inside my head But pouring out instead Were all thoughts that I’d hidden underneath And hearing out loud my faults and falsehoods was a weird relief And you may not know, but the whole conversation was a goldmine last night And you may not know, but you’re slowly replacing all my favorite pastimes But I think- nothing’s gonna change til I get around to rearranging everything I had imagined life to be I’ve got a new funny feeling that I’m not yet me Where’s the phonebook It’s time to call the people I know best And half listen, half confess And it’s its own hook Taking the time out so you can be a worthy man And if needed to rebrand Clearly you are wise beyond your years And I’m still emotionally wet behind the ears And if you have a minute You should dive right in and Try to turn the topic to yourself I think you’d find you’re quite the help

My best guess is usually a ballpark And lies hurt less, when you tell em to yourself Up up up, and away…timid was behind me Why delay- running’s better for your health And it’s so fun looking back With a 20/20, clear, prescription glass Looking at it now- I should have known (I should have known, I should, I should have known) Didn’t plot it out, but I should have known (I should have known, I should, I should have known) Love’s just another of life’s contracts And people don’t come without strings attached So if it feels this good, you should really read the fine print Seemed so slight- simple stipulations I skimmed right by- humming to myself What, what what did I sign without a hesitation? Color me surprised with a story fit to tell And it’s so fun looking back With a 20/20, clear, prescription glass Time’s a funny thing It shows you how to think But only after you decide And here’s the other thing If I could turn it back I probably do it all again

Ring out all the silent alarms I’m raising my arms I cede, I give up Wishing won’t push you any closer to staying here So much pain…as promised It’s cold and strangely honest Please- please don’t go I beg of you Please- please don’t go I beg of you I vaguely knew all along this time of ours Would always feel a couple hours too few Days pile up and blend into one Then blink and they’re done While you’re not looking But oh, Good God I’m paying attention now So things change…as promised Alone as fate would want us Maybe life explained Would be just too much to handle And the time we spend Is not the real thing yet, but a sample

Call off the “Coast is Clear!” Just got a message we ain’t going nowhere But maybe I could like it here If I can keep from tearing out all my hair Tracing all my twisted moves I must have made a couple dubious turns But every one has been of use Cause with no mistakes they say you never learn Though I would love another chance To know decisions in advance You can try every kind of trick in the book But you can’t go back, No you can’t go back You can stress, second-guess the road that you took But you can’t you back No you can’t go back Way out of my element Haven’t been on the radar for a while And stuck in time and sentiment But those are the things that always make me smile Even when things turn for the worse And the best way out is to throw it in reverse It might be more blessing than curse that you can’t go back