Boys Night Out - Make Yourself Sick

Boys Night Out - Make Yourself Sick lyrics

I Got Punched In The Nose For Sticking My Face In Other People's Business
(Just Once) Let's Do Something Different
The First Time It Shouldn't Taste Like Blood
It's Dylan, You Know The Drill
Hold On Tightly, Let Go Lightly
The Subtleties That Make Mass Murderers Out Of Otherwise Decent Human Beings
The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
I Was The Devil For One Afternoon
The Anatomy Of The Journey
Yeah, No...I Know
Where We Breathe

I Got Punched In The Nose For Sticking My Face In Other People's Business

You and me
You know that we were always funny in a
Car crash sort of way
Watch me bruise and bleed for you
I always knew that I'd end up dead today.. today.. today

So I'm going to tear down the sky
And all the dull stars tonight
So I can stay hidden and live in the black.

I hate being famous for my hits
And never for my misses
Bloody kisses from poison lips,
leave lovers dead in ditches.

So, pass another round around for the kids
Who have nothing left to lose
And for those souls old and sold out
By the soles of my shoes

Drag my corpse through the cities
I never got to visit.
Promise don't let me miss it.
Promise don't let me miss it.

Drag my corpse through the cities
I never got to visit.
Promise don't let me miss it.

You and me
You know that we were always funny in a
Car crash sort of way
Watch me bruise and bleed for you
I always knew that I'd die. That I'd die.
That I'd die.

Baby, the blood's already been spilled
And no amount of crying
Will wash the red from your guilty hands

But, what if I promised to hold on
Long enough to suffer?

(Just Once) Let's Do Something Different

I've got the scars that I'm hiding
From times that I should have died
And I drink to remember them all
But it's the ones I've inflicted
That keep me addicted
And keep you admitted this fall
So don't expect this to let up
Now get set up for the set up
Just put up or shut up
Or don't call

Sister,everything is softer
Somethings should stay safely stashed away
yea, brother
You better bring your baseball bat or better,
because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet

So Just once, lets do something different
Yeah, if it's not too much
Just once, lets do something different
Yeah if its not too much

Conflicting turn signals - we're dead
A bold bright beacon blinking red
The answer that's been written since day one
The ride ruined in the recoil
Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil
An impulse still searching for the gun
Faster feet flat to the floormat
A tank topped up with the top back
Brake lights blotted out by the sun

Sister,everything is softer
Somethings should stay safely stashed away
yea, brother
You better bring your baseball bat or better,
because broken bones and black eyes are a safe bet

So Just once, lets do something different
Yeah, if it's not too much
Just once, lets do something different
Yeah if its not too much

I've suffered through my potential
And didn't come back
With anything substantial
I'm sorry but i need saving
This horror..The perfect ending

So Just once, lets do something different
Yeah, if it's not too much
Just once, lets do something different
Yeah if its not too much

The First Time It Shouldn't Taste Like Blood

If you were to ask me, how long I've been running for
I don't even think that I could answer
I just don't know anymore
I'm a sucker for weakness
And the blood covering my floor
Is all that I have left to remind me
Of the girls I loved before

Believe me when I say that I love you, angel
(Because I do) <i>[x2]
But accidents will happen
(And they do)

Courtesy came calling with her best friend common sense
Unaware that malice and manipulation had taken up residence
Caring came to the crime scene, but bloodlust beat them back
So apathy could laugh with his compadre
And anger could attack...anger could attack

Belive me when I say that I love you angel, because I do.
But accidents will happen, and they do
Belive me when I say that I love you angel, because I do.
But accidents will happen, and they do

Hey honey hold my hand and hope for heaven
because I just cant help myself
even angels end up burned and buried in my backyard
and you, you're just like everyone else.

It's Dylan, You Know The Drill

An I.O.U. tattoo
strung along the finer rip and tears of your heart.
And it is there to keep you together where we're all falling apart

My conscience drifts and sleeps in shifts
Trading off between my open hand and swinging fists
And this alcohol, my wrecking ball,
Keeps me talking to the angels buried in these walls

But, Contrary to counter culture
I don't care if the killing stops
Or if suffocation claims my lungs

we, walk a nightmare line
wide awake and dead at the same time
we, walk a nightmare line
wide awake and dead the same time

This ringing room has been raped and ruined
Completely torn apart by the few who think that they'll find you
But time and fate, those things i hate
Both have their ways of playing off the winters weight
were both older and seven snowfalls
worth of colder earth has left us reaching

we, walk a nightmare line
wide awake and dead at the same time
we, walk a nightmare line
wide awake and dead the same time

(At the same time)

The cellar door is coming up, coming up
and we've had time to lock it up, lock it up
I'm feverish i'm burning up burning
And i pray to god there's time enough, time enough
you know that i love you, But now i just can't shut you up, shut you up, so now i'll have to chop you up, chop you up
And I'll just wait till I get caught

Hold On Tightly, Let Go Lightly

When you're left with only a bullet,
I'll bring the trigger with the promise to pull it.
I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life
and taken peices out of it
I'll give you enough time to regain yor composure...
to reconstruct a heart that's torn apart from over-exposure
I know forever isn't long enough to forget the faces and places
that played out your tragedy

Our memory defeats us all
I've touched this stagnant water and muddy walls of the trench
where you've been sleeping
and there's nothing there worth keeping or beleiving
So on the eve of the attack
we'll finger-trace the targets
on their backs and open fire,
[just hold on until they're gone]
so with this kiss i promise to
never forget what you did for me
[I felt the sun on my face for the first time
and tasted blood on my tongue for the last]

The Subtleties That Make Mass Murderers Out Of Otherwise Decent Human Beings

As I read through the list.
It made it seem easier to make the choices.
Choices made to stay half-way sane.
But when I walked through the room, I must have been lazier,
Because I gave up looking and sat down again.

Maybe I was caught up in the dance or in the drink.
But get this through your skull - don't get caught up in me.
And you'll get another chance or another breath, but get this through your
skull - you've never met me.
Come on. Let's go.
You don't want to know what I know.
If you make it home alright, your luck runs out the next night.
Come on. Let's go.
Here's hoping for a bright tomorrow.
When they find the pieces they'll still never know the reasons.
I cut the faces out of photographs.
The traces of your life will turn up traceless with
Your death deprived of stasis.
So sleep secure and rest assured
You're beautiful with trigger pulled.

Maybe I was caught up in the dance or in the drink.
But get this through your skull - don't get caught up in me.
And you'll get another chance or another breath, but get this through your
skull - you've never met me.
Come on. Let's go.
You don't want to know what I know
If you make it home alright, your luck runs out the next night.
Come on. Let's go.
Here's hoping for a bright tomorrow,
When they find the pieces they'll still never know the reasons.
I cut the faces out of photographs.
The traces of your life will turn up traceless with
Your death deprived of stasis.
So sleep secure and rest assured
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh...

Tonight I've seen so many drinks.
I think my brain is playing tricks on me.
You've been the constant.
Constantly connecting me to everything.
So thank you for the visions: three incisions; bullet blasted backs.
I'm back - this tangent took me and you're the one who gets one more night of peace.

The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive

Kiss me on the forhead angel
Before I go to sleep
I can't remember if its Thursday or December
I've been keeping track of days by counting hangovers
And the bottles on my floor
My mangled memory is making me mistake misfortune for forgivness
I don't think I'll make it out alive
So promise me that you'll survive to bury me

Just empty all the alcohol
And chronicle the chemicals
But don't forget the cigarettes
Remember every ember

Alright, I admit that past few months were broken and abused
Now I'm used to the bleeding and unspoken words that kept me so confused
Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies piling up are a whole other story
Unless your stomach's strong enough(2x)

Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies piling up

So promise me that you'll survive to bury me

Hell, maybe we can just pretend
That this recovery wont depend on moderation
And in the end the same routine won'e leave me dead(2x)
Just empty all the alcohol...or baby we're dead

Tomorrow we'll wake up in time to stop this double suicide
Through kisses laced with cyanide
ANd one last look through bloodshot eyes

I guess this is what they call killing yourself in small dose(2x)

I Was The Devil For One Afternoon

It's a good thing that I havn't slept in weeks
Because right now, it seems that times are hard for dreamers

I've got a broken neck sense of mortality
It clashes with your blood lust sentimentality
She says "It's wrong, but oh, we need it"
As she sits waiting up for me
But I'm not coming home
I've driven seven days of distance
and the dial tone on the end of this receiver
Is what's really wrong with me

One day dear, I'll come crawling through the front door
Just to fall into an empty room with a ruined view
I'm doing this for you

So I'll see to it that through me you dont have to
Suffer like this anymore
My impulsive impulses give me my excuses.

You know dear, I never think things through
But I'm doing this for you

For the first time I'm looking back on the time
I spend writing down lines disguised as warning signs

There was something in the way
You turned and looked at me
I started panicking. I started panicking
Until your hearbeat stopped...Until your body dropped
That will always be my favourite memory of you and me
And I've give anything to know the reasons behind the wreckage.
I ruined everything for you

The Anatomy Of The Journey

Is it still you and me against the world? All I've got to lose are my teeth.
We're gonna throw it down together, tonight.
We're gonna burn this town to the ground and laugh over the flames.

Collapsible sentiment fills our lives.
I've burned pages behind me and mountains before.
Watch us break at the waist and bleed from our fingertips...
nailing our coffins to our outstretched arms.

I'm lost in a haze of myself.
My memory is too filled with fists
And my hands are too weak from writing down our lives.
Here we are...watch us go.
Four shots fire out, cold and hollow
and your eyes give in to that shattered glass shine.
So I call out and I follow.
Passion can't apply when we're so drained and pale.

Yeah, No...I Know

Someone call in an ambulance
Cause' something's not right
It's all going wrong tonight
In between thebottom of this bottle and you
I think I'm running into rock bottom

This time I'm in over my head from couting times that Ive said
"This time I'm in over my head from counting times that I've said it's over it's over"

Someone call in an ambulance

It took time to fashion this noose
From fine threads of self-abuse
And it fits your neck perfectly. Securely
Your heels hit heavy on the hardwood
Not that it did any good
My love, you've been a constant headache for me
If it came down to this act or one more near heart attack
You wouldn't have a hope in hell my darling
It all comes down to this act
Dont stop the heartbeat countine

I know that I'm responsible for this, and I'll miss you
Maybe in time, I'll find out what it is that I'm supposed to do

I've made a million messes and I'll make a million more
trust me baby, maybe im not the man you're searching for

Someone call in an ambulance

Where We Breathe

If every day was the same
I would have died years ago
My calendar is marked with blood red X's
for every 24 hours ive suffered through

Today has been
cluttered with..
broken teeth and filthy stitches
and a conscience that won't shut up
I understand that your worst is beating the hell out of my best
but I can take it (I can take it)
The one thing that I'll never get
is how you turned out like all the rest
but I can take it (but I can take it)

It says a lot
about the difference..between me and you
But if you're all that I've got
I'll have nothing left
After what I'm about to do

Let's begin
this autumn drive
One jerk of the wheel
we'll see how cold this November water really is
I understand
that your worst is beating the hell out of my best
But I can take it (I can take it)
The one thing that I'll never get
is how you turned out like all the rest
but I can take it (but I can take it)

And I'll watch your blood run thin
through infected wounds and softened scars again
I'll watch your blood run thin
through infected wounds and softened scars

It's my favorite kind of day
filled with the things we fear
will find us where we sleep, and fuck us where we breathe (that wont just fade away)
The way I let you fade away
I let you fade away..
The way I..
let you fade away

Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Today was my favorite kind of day

Boys Night Out - Make Yourself Sick lyrics

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