All words and music by Dennis Vogen
Love & Fear, Pt. 1
I'm sorry that I fell asleep
and missed the secrets that you keep
I didn't hear it ring
I'm sorry that I couldn't be
there with you or here with me
and you express expressively
"It doesn't mean a thing"
But I see you playing in the bar
See them obsess like you're a star
We still drive in separate cars
towards separate destinies
I see you fucking 'round with fate
and when I ask you say you're "great"
If you're the flood then I'm the gate
But who's holding me?
Don't hurt me
I'll hurt you, too
God, I love you
More than I thought I could
You've burned me once or twice before
I've met my match
and god, I'm smashed
You don't, you don't
but, oh, you should
I'm sorry that you hit your head
This greeting card is made of lead
You chose amnesia instead
of choosing love or fear
They see you fucking 'round with me
and want a taste of what could be
Your flavor fades unfavorably
It's not crisp or clear
CHORUS
You take me
and break me down
and you're the sound that I'd die to hear
Don't shake me
I fall for you
and always do
The way you fall for fear
CHORUS
Just Once, Just Tonight
You're so colorful, the way you use the words you know
I thought I'd start this song with a compliment
Your eyes intoxicate
I'm drunk by every move you make
You’ve given me so much and more
and more I can't forget
You're so beautiful
It scares me, I think you should know
You think you're insecure?
Just take a look at me
Your mind, it plays like pong
and bounces worries 'round and 'round
An obscure reference but that's so why you love me
Don't hide this time
Don't cry, I'll try
to let you be right
Just once, just tonight
You know it's meant to be
At least that's what I meant to say
I tried to hold you close but just pushed you away
I try to make you laugh
You barely smile
Imagine that
You think it's only you
but, no, I'm dying, too
CHORUS
You're so good, you know
I'm no good, you know
CHORUS
You're so colorful, the way you use the words you know
I'd thought I'd end this song with a compliment
Rerun
It’s afternoon and I’m hungover again
My eyes adjust and I’m hung over my bed
Now I recall
I remember what you said
Late last night you broke my heart again
Turn on the TV
I’ve seen this one before
Rerunning last night
My memory is sore
I’m thinking “Whoa” like the Joey Lawrence show
Not Brotherly Love
The one he did before
What did I say, say?
What did I say, say?
What did I do, do?
What did I do, do?
You’re rerunning away, way
Rerunning away, way
The tape is through, through
The tape is through, through
It’s evening and the feeling’s sinking in
Like the Love Boat with the Titanic’s captain
Shaped like an iceberg
Your heart is just as cold
Commercial break and your taste is just as bold
I must have pushed you as he pulled in again
“Did I do that?” as Urkel’s always said
I’m quoting TV ‘cause TV’s all I’ve have
I’m quoting reruns ‘cause real is all too sad
CHORUS
Two of a kind’s ironically a full house
And that dude refuses to cut it out
I’m just a boy and you are just a girl
and, like Cory, it’s time to meet the world
and read the press and face the nation, too
It wasn’t news if it wasn’t news to you
Did we really break up if People doesn’t know?
Or Us Weekly or entertainment shows?
CHORUS
Only You
If you could choose one word to describe me
What would it be?
Choose it carefully
If I sang in your sleep would you recognize my voice
and make a choice to be with or without me?
To be with or without me?
It’s been so long
I don’t have the stomach to make it to the end of this song
It feels so right
I want to know if we can decide on you and me tonight
Tonight
Only you is how it’s been
Only you again and again
Only you know me
and only you know how it’s supposed to be
Only you ring in my ears
Only you sing that I hear
Only you know me
and only I know that there’s only you
and only I know that there’s only you
If you could choose one place to be with me
Where would it be?
Oh, you said to me
If I sang in your sleep you would recognize my voice
and, no choice, wake up and be with me
Wake up and be with me
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
If I sang in your sleep
Would you recognize my voice?
CHORUS
Engine Check Light
I couldn’t hear the way your eyes whispered softly
I couldn’t read between the lines
I couldn’t feel the way your hand pulled me closer
I couldn’t try to understand
I found you choose your words with acute precision
You’re more than cute I finally learned
I found you choose to share and emote emotion
with more than words I finally see
Who would have thought the engine check light meant something?
The warning signs and flashing lights weren’t for nothing
That way she looks at me
I swear she’s trying to tell me something
But in the end what can I do?
Oh, I can’t comprehend the implications
of what your body language implies
Oh, and I won’t pretend to fake conversations
This faux relationship can die
CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS
The way I look at you
I’m definitely trying to tell you something
That in the end it may be you
Clean Break (Or, The Awkward Situation of Returning a Key)
I don't know why I tried to
I tried to see inside you
I don't know why I tried to
La, la, la, la
I don't know you or know me
I'm outside holding your key
I don't know you or know me
La, la, la, la
I left the key on the rail
I think your tip is on there
I left the key on the rail
La, la, la, la
I know this break should be clean
I'm sorry I've been so mean
It's the lack of nicotine
La, la, la, la
It's funny that I tried to
when I was so damn lied to
It's funny that I tried to
La, la, la, la
Your security's restored
I've returned your room and board
Your security's restored
La, la, la, la
Could you find my parking pass?
I plan on moving on fast
Could you find my parking pass?
La, la, la, la
I know this break should be clean
I'm sorry I've been so mean
It's the lack of nicotine
La, la, la, la
You'll keep on hiding inside
Why is it so cold outside?
I'll keep on looking inside
So help me god
I don't know you or know me
or who we're trying to be
I need to get to know me
So help me god.
I put your tip on the rail
I know I left my heart there
In every bill there's a tear
Oh, help me god
I know this break should be clean
and I can't help but be mean
You just meant so much to me.
La, la, la, la
Worst Case Scenario (X’s & O’s)
You still have my password
Numbers and letters that I’m not assured
Could protect me from the worst that you could do
You still use such strong words
Your syllables could break a jaw or two
and mine can’t protect me from the worst that you could do
Should we break your heart or mine?
Should we waste your time or mine?
Oh, my, what’s the worst that you could do?
Should I take your car or mine
to drive off the bridge this time?
Oh, my, you’re the worst that I could do
OMG I’ve heard this before
I’m LOL on the floor
I’ll BRB
I can hear you coming
And OMG I heard you’re a whore
LMAO on the floor
TTYL when you’re not coming
You used to be so honest
A broken record and a skipping promise, yeah
Oh, my, you’re the worst that I still do
You used to say forever
Now we’re not together
Better or worse
Oh, my, you’re the worst
Why’d I love you?
Oh, are we wrong or right?
Why do we always have these fights?
Oh, my, we’re the worst that we could do
Is it we’re not meant to be?
Together can’t mean you and me
I guess you’re the worst I had to lost
CHORUS
BREAKDOWN
CHORUS
Dear, Small Town
Dear, small town
Direct the double feature
I’m a character unbearably suffering
Dear, small town
I think that my oppression is your obsession with my lyrical meandering
Dear, small town
My actions are your words
It sounds absurd
but wipe the gossip from your lip
Dear, small town
How do you sleep at night as you’re so cold
I’d watch my step
‘cause you might slip
Please stop looking at me
I don’t know what you’ve heard
I swear to god it’s not true
Besides I heard it about you
You’re staring
Please stop looking at me
Get back to your drink, please
You couldn’t swallow the truth
or what I heard about you
Dear, small town
Each day is a new sequel
A new rumor and new reason to unhinge your jaw
Dear, small town
I’m asking for a favor
Keep your razor-sharpened barbs all to your fucking self
Dear, small town
Now this is the beginning of my threatening and violent new philosophy
Dear, small town
This isn’t a request, but a demand
and thus a plan to stage a social coup
Whoo!
CHORUS
Uh, Oh, No
Why is it, when we reach the end
we tend to walk to the beginning?
Stepping through every memory
On the hallway wall
In the kitchen sink
I’m editing how I’m remembering
Cutting out the bad
Replaying the good
You’re oblivious and won’t talk to me
I really wish you would
I really think you should
Uh, oh
Oh, no
You’re so gone and I’m waving through the glass
Singing so long
Uh, oh
Oh, no
You’re so gone and you’re reading on my lips
“Sorry, so long”
Why did we have to meet an end?
She doesn’t care for the beginning
But I know you love every melody
She hates the walls
and the kitchen sink
Now she’s editing how you’re remembering
Now I’m the bad
Now she’s the good
You’re oblivious
Please talk to me
I really wish you would
I really think you should
CHORUS
Blue-Grey (Monologue in an Emergency Room)
I’d stay if pushed to leave
I’d stay
I’ll wait and never leave
I’ll wait
I pray with no beliefs
I pray
It’s fate
I still believe
It’s fate
If your eyes sink like stones
I’ll drain the sea
And if life clips your wings
then fall on me
If I say they’re blue-grey
Don’t disagree
‘Cause they’re the most perfect shade I’ve ever seen
I hate when I say the words too late
I’d pay to hear your voice
I’d pay
I love when you
You miss me, too
It’s fate
I still believe
It’s fate
CHORUS
A ray of sun begets a ray
A ray of sun begets a ray
I love when you
You miss me, too
As fate makes you believe it’s fate
CHORUS
Accidents Are Accidents
Another innuendo
You never stop
You never go
It’s a little sexual
A little more
A little more
Another innuendo
You never try
You never know
It’s so perpetual
A little more
A little more
It won’t be so easy if you think that’s what I am
Just ask all the girls
Just go and ask each one of them
It won’t be so easy but I will make you believe
that accidents are accidents ‘til you look up my sleeve
I’m professional
You tried to stop but like to go
It’s a little more sexual
A little more
A little more
Now this is unprofessional
But it’s okay
They’ll never know
It’s so perpetual
You’re needing more and needing more
CHORUS
You probably think I’m a whore
and I’ve thought that about you before
Though this wound and topic’s sore
Let’s talk some more
Let’s talk some more
I’m not that bad, you should know
I’ve only done this once before
And also know it’s perpetual
Let’s do some more
Let’s do some more
I am not that sleazy if you think that’s what I am
Just try to ask the girls
I never told any of them
You think this is easy and now you believe in me
and you forgot what I said about looking up my sleeves
CHORUS
Ms. Insecurity
Ms. Insecurity
You know that I need you
I’ll never leave you
If you believe in me
Ms. Insecurity
You know that I want you
I’m glad I caught you
Just please don’t leave me, too
Ooh – ooh
I’m the king of the insecure and ironically also the jester
You’re more inescapable with our every romantic gesture
We don’t have to be vulnerable and she wouldn’t be if I didn’t let her
If she’s the miss of self-doubt, then undoubtedly I am the mister
and someday she may be Mrs. Insecurity
Ms. Insecurity
So understanding
Oh, so demanding
I’m yours, you’re mine, we’re ours
Ms. Insecurity
So damn suspicious
Sometimes vicious
I’m no one’s thief but yours
CHORUS
Speechless
I know why your voice made me cry
It’s why my voice was compelled to lie
I’ll catch your tears
Just hold my hand
I swear to god I understand
No
Don’t
I love you
I love
I should have left her on the street
and now I’m swept under your feet
Let’s end this on one final kiss
One part of you I’ll always miss
CHORUS
I know why your voice made me cry
So Done (Pin a Rose On Your Nose)
It's the way you say
"You trusted me"
It's the way you say
"I don't remember"
It's the way I pray to god I was someone else
It's the way you're still so hungover
It's the way you'd say that'd never happen
It's the way you say that you were with someone else
Don't – don't take another step
I – I was a rug
but now I'm done
Don't – don't waste another breath
You – you look mad
but I'm so done
Stop – stop with the explanations
You're fucked
Stuck between quotations
We – we met expectations
You – you look mad but I'm so done
So...
Oh...
Go
CHORUS
Don't – don't spread more than yourself
Say – say your worst
'cause we're so done
Don't – don't slip through the gutter
You – you are wasted
and so done
Talk – talk with a razor tongue
Tell 'em – tell 'em you're a cut above the rest
Don't – don't slide through the gutter
So, so, so wasted
and so done
PRE-CHORUS
CHORUS
The Monday Song
I feel mundane and it’s Monday
I feel restless and I’m bored…
I feel plain and I feel insane
I feel senseless and I’m bored…
Everyone’s lives seem much more important than mine
Everyone’s lives seem much more eventful than mine
Everyone lies to feel more important than me
So everyone’s lives seem much more important than mine
Are the walls all closing in?
Is my patience wearing thin?
Are the halls all losing color?
Are my paintings wearing thin?
Whereas
CHORUS
And I’ve never really felt this way before
I read in a magazine that I want more
I feel mundane and it’s Monday
I feel restless and I’m bored…
I feel plain and I feel insane
I feel senseless and I’m bored…
Love & Fear, Pt. 2
Let’s finally put this thing to sleep
With every secret that we keep
and every word we said
Let’s finally put this thing to rest
I’m tired of being second best
I figured out you were a test
and I’m the broadcast
I’m sorry that you live confused
I’ve been beaten and abused
I’ve been broken and been used
But I’ve learned a thing or two
Don’t fuck around with love or fear
You turned around but I’m still here
I tried to force a single tear
But there’s no forcing you
You hurt me
I hurt you, too
and now we’re through
Like we were before
You changed me for better or worse
I changed you, too
I’ve seen through you
You knew, you knew and threw me out
You took me
and fucked me up
Then had enough
But I’m still here
You shook me
I fell for you
You’re falling, too
But for love or fear?
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