YouTube - Frightened Rabbit - I Feel Better
I left Howse without a ing clue
And left New York City, girl, without you.
But the sun does shine in this place some days
And even when there's clouds there isn't always rain.
I'll stow away my grays
In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
Only to be realeased, when I sing all the songs I wrote about you
This is the last one I'll do
Now I'm free in parentheses
And I'm not sure what I ought to do with it.
It sits in the house bright eyes and raised hand
If I ignore its advances then the hand goes down.
I'll stow away my greys
In a padlocked case in a padlocked room
Only to be relased
When I sing all the songs I wrote about you
This is the last one I'll do
I feel better and better and worse and then better
Than ever, than ever, than ever
I feel much better, and better, and worse and then better
Then ever, then ever, then ever, then ever
I'll stow away my greys
In a padlocked case in a padlock room
Only to be relased
When I see you walking around with someone new
This is the last song, this is the last song,
This is the last song I'll write about you
YouTube - Frightened Rabbit - My Backwards Walk
I'm working on my backwards walk
Walking with no shoes or socks
And the time rewinds to the end of May
I wish we'd never met, then met today
I'm working on my faults and cracks
Filling in the blanks and gaps
And when I write them out they don't make sense
I need you to pencil in the rest
I'm working on drawing a straight line
And I'll draw until I get one right
It's bold and dark girl, can't you see
I done drawn a line between you and me
I'm working on erasing you
Just don't have the proper tools
I'll get hammered, forget that you exist
There's no way I'm forgetting this
I'm working hard on walking out
Shoes keep sticking to the ground
My clothes won't let me close the door
Cause the trousers seem to love your floor
I been working on my backwards walk
There's nowhere else for me to go
Except back to you just one last time
Say yes before I change my mind
Say yes before I...
You're the and I'm knee-deep in it
Edit: Anything by Glassjaw on Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Silence