Chelsea

I'm a mess, i've been a mess for months I know it's real I've been doing anything i can to numb how it feels And i know that putting all this liquor in my body Won't exonerate me from the guilt that haunts me No, there's nothing in the world that's gonna stop me Still i wait for you And i know It's late and i wanna go home But I'm scared of how quiet it'll be without you I hate taking off my own clothes Getting in my own bed Spinning thoughts about you It's late and i'm waiting behind For the drugs to kick in And erase my body I hate how it's all in my head Smoking your cigarettes Thinking you could still want me I'm a mess, i've been a mess for months I know it's true I look for validation from anybody that's not you, yeah And i know that putting all this liquor in my body Won't exonerate me from the guilt that haunts me No, there's nothing in the world that's gonna stop me Still i wait for you And i know It's late and i wanna go home But I'm scared of how quiet it'll be without you I hate taking off my own clothes Getting in my own bed Spinning thoughts about you It's late and i'm waiting behind For the drugs to kick in And erase my body I hate how it's all in my head Smoking your cigarettes Thinking you could still want me It's late and I'm waiting behind For the drugs to kick in And erase my body I hate how it's all in my head And i know i'm a mess Thinking you could still want me

For a chemical imbalance, you sure know how to ride a train Your revolution is a deathbed and the music is your maid When someone comes a-knockin' with a needle on a tray Only your lonesome lies beside you, for you told me not to stay You are somebody's baby, some mother held you near No, it's not important, they're just pretty words, my dear There is no distraction that can make me disappear No, there's nothing that won't remind you I will always be right here And you spit the blood back Spit the blood back, baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home with you tonight We're both very sick, our muscles all worn down It's as if we are one-hundred, know I won't still be around Because I've fallen, yes, I've fallen right into the love I've found Long before I reach one-hundred, I'll have fallen to the ground And for generations, they'll romance us, make us more Or much less than ever was before, The Chelsea and the floor Make us stand before the masses like two speakers for the poor When there was no revolution, nothing we were fighting for And you spit the blood back Spit the blood back, baby I'm amazed that you're alright Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home, I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight And you can call the service bell When we stay at the Chelsea Hotel And I'll stay out of my own hell Oh, so long, prison boy I won't be home, I won't be home I won't be home with you tonight Tonight

I want flatlands I never cared about money and all its friends I want flatlands I want flatlands I don't want precious stones I never cared about anything you've ever owned I want flatlands I want simplicity I need your arms wrapped hard around me I want open plains and scattered trees I want flower fields I want salty seas I want flatlands soft and steady breeze Bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees Dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves I want flatlands Will you go there with me When it's said in the dark and you know it's always there When it's dead in our heart but your mind is unafraid When it's said in the dark and you know it's never coming back When it's there in your heart in your mind you set it free

The wound is festering, now rotting off my flesh Spreads like a cancer, poisoning the heart of who I am Suffocating me Your eyes they call to me They keep on giving me everything Your eyes they call to me This pain has swallowed me Rip it out Rip it out of me Rip it out You can watch me bleed You held my head and whispered everything to see How could I know that I was just a pawn? Fuck you Your eyes they call to me They keep on telling me what to think Your eyes they call to me This pain has swallowed me Cut it off clean, let the blood drain out Loving you is like salt in the wound Cut it off clean, let the blood drain out Loving you is like salt in the wound Rip it out Rip it out of me Rip it out You can watch me bleed Your eyes they call to me This pain has swallowed me