It's a good year for a murder she's praying to jesus, she's pulling the trigger there's no tears, cause he's not here she washes her hands, and she fixes the dinner but soon they'll be coming to rush her away no one's so sure if her crime had a reason reasons like seasons they co nstantly change and the seasons of last year like reasons have floated away away with this spilt milk away with this dirty dish water, away seventeen years, and all that he gave was a daughter "it's me and the moon," she says i got no trouble with that but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die "it's me and the moon," she says and it's over, but it just started the blood stained the carpet her heart like a crystal she's lucid and departed a life left behind, she can find in her mind gone away away with these nightmares away with suburbia shake down away you marry a role and you give up your soul til you break down "it's me and the moon," she says "i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die" "it's me and the moon," she says but what do you say we go for a ride? what do you say we get high? but i'm so tired of days that feel like the night "it's me and the moon," she says and i got no trouble with that, but i am a butterfly, you wouldn't let me die i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly, i am a butterfly Long ago Just like a hearse you die to get in again We are so far from you Burning on just like a match you slide to incinerate The lives of everyone you knew And what’s the worst to take, From every heart you break And like the blade you stain Well I've been holding on tonight What’s the worst thing I can say? Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long not goodnight Came a time When every star fall brought you to tears again We are the very hurt you sold And what’s the worst to take, From every heart you break And like the blade you stain Well I've been holding on tonight What’s the worst that I can say? Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long not goodnight And if you carry on this way Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long not goodnight Can you hear me? Are you near me? Can we pretend To leave and then We'll meet again When both our cars collide What’s the worst thing I can say? Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long not goodnight Well if you carry on this way Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long not goodnight Müde, ratlos, ungekämmt in einem knitterfreien Hemd, steh ich noch für eine Weile, an der Ikea-Küchenzeile, du sitzt da, siehst aus dem Fenster Die Zeit steht still, ich weiß nicht was du, mir sagen willst, es ist auch nicht wichtig. Du weißt dass du mir gefällst, ich weiß was du von mir hältst, du sagst mir mitten ins Gesicht, ich mag dich, mehr will ich nicht Die Zeit steht still, ich weiß nicht was du, mir sagen willst, es ist auch nicht wichtig Du willst mich doch Die Zeit steht still, ich weiß nicht was du, mir sagen willst, es ist auch nicht wichtig Du willst mich doch, ich will dich doch Manche sagen es wär' einfach Ich sage es ist schwer Denn du, ja du bist Audrey Hepburn Und ich Balu, der Bär Immer Pläne schmiedend dastehen So schön und stumm Und ich, ich fang an zu tanzen Werf erstmal alles um Und gesucht und gefunden In der Einsicht verbunden Du gibst, was du brauchst Ich glaub, was ich seh Endlich mal etwas, das ich fast versteh' Frieden ist, wenn alle gleich sind Sag an, was wir hier haben Das Leben, das wir leben Geschützt im Schützengraben Gesucht und gefunden Du vergisst, was du weißt In dem Gefühl, wir wären eins Und du vergisst, wie du heißt Manche sagen es wär' einfach Ich sage es ist heikel Du bist New York City Und ich bin Wanne-Eickel Wie die Dinge sich wohl anfühlen Wenn sie denn noch ganz wären Ein Lebenslauf gebastelt Mit den Händen eines Tanzbären Und gesucht und gefunden In der Einsicht verbunden Du gibst, was du brauchst Ich glaub, was ich seh Endlich mal etwas, das ich fast versteh' Frieden ist, wenn alle gleich sind Sag an, was wir hier haben Das Leben, das wir lieben Geschützt im Schützengraben Gesucht und gefunden Du vergisst, was du weißt In dem Gefühl, wir wären eins Und du vergisst, wie du heißt Und du vergisst, was du weißt Vergiss Romeo und Julia Wann gibt's Abendbrot? Willst du wirklich tauschen? Am Ende waren sie tot Ich werd immer für dich da sein Bist du dabei? In dem Gefühl wir wären zwei I don't have a problem i have zelexcool one with ancor-family in denile wheres my only brain? wheres my neculias mom i think its all good what have been to us? so i wait tuesday yeah i wait to make you happy pickin up the paper the gardian right wing liberal neighbor he wont be my friend anthrax bombs are hiding cause woodtras back on trail americas just a family in denile cause i wait for tuesday yea i want to make you happy well i wanna see your daylight the tarin fell in my life its a silent scene and when i wanna see your night light you sprinkle me with goodbye its not up to me its your biography how you sleep with my light restin on your head woken by the drowlin counted majic passion is the answer honesty the key when my frame is empty you wont see me cause i wait for tuesday cant wait to make you happy well i wanna see your daylight the tarin feel in my life its a silent scene and when i wanna see your nightlight you sprinkle me with goodbye its not up to me its you biography ooooo.... its your biography is this fantsy? LOOK OUT I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest who'd have known I traced the cord back to the wall No wonder it was never plugged in at all I took my time, I hurried up The choice was mine, I didn't think enough I'm too depressed, to go on You'll be sorry when I'm gone I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days  Days when I still felt alive  We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never thought I'd die alone Another six months I'll be unknown Give all my things to all my friends You'll never set foot in my room again You'll close it off, board it up Remember the time that I spilled the cup Of apple juice in the hall Please tell mom this is not her fault I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over we'd survived I couldn't wait till I got home To pass the time in my room alone I never conquered, rarely came Tomorrow holds such better days Days when I can still feel alive When I can't wait to get outside The world is wide, the time goes by The tour is over, I'd survived I can't wait till I get home To pass the time in my room alone i dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons as to carry on into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow but i swear that i would follow anything just get me out of here and so you get six months to adapt and you get two more to leave town in the event that you do adapt, we still might not want you around and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose but i know that's impossible now and so i drink to stay warm and to kill selected memories because i just can’t think anymore about that or about her tonight and i give myself three days to feel better or else i swear i'm driving off a fucking cliff because if i can’t learn to make myself feel better  then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere just get me past this dead and eternal snow because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening so if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be alright its going to be alright, yeah you worry too much kid, it's going to be alright So he would sulk and drink and mope and cross his arms and hope to die. And then a fairy came one night to bring this sorry boy to life. She pulled some strings, spun him about, that boy sprang up, and began to shout, “my arms, my legs, my heart, my face, they are alive" And she would cry, “liar, liar! What have I done? You’re no lover and I’m no fighter.” The story goes on So he would buy her things and kiss her hair to show he was for real And she would take those gifts and kisses, though just stringing him along She knew about those wooden boys, it’s an empty love to fill the void Pinocchio, oh boy how your nose has grown So he would cry, “liar, liar! I’ll prove it to you.” But then it grew He had grown tired of her, so it was true He left her apartment and he walked all night long, ‘til he was stopped by the shore of the ocean But still he walked on amongst the whales and the waves and screamed, “liar, liar!” and his wooden body floated away He just drifted away And now I wonder how I was made Now I wonder how i was made My arms, my legs, my heart, my face, my name is driftwood. I remember when the days were long and the nights when the living room was on the lawn Constant quarreling the childish fits and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman All the slander and double speak were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean, anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth And as the summers ending the cold air rush your hard heart away You were so condescending, and this is all that's left scraping paper to document I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on Cup your mouth to compress the sound, skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town And everything that I said was true as the flashes blinded us in the photobooth Well I lost track when those words were said, you took the wheel and you steered us into my bed, and soon we woke and I walked you homeand it was pretty clear that is was hardly love And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away You were so condescending, and this is all that's left scraping paper to document I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away You were so condescending, as the alcohol drained the days And as the summers ending, the cold air will rush your hard heart away. You were so condescending And this is all that's left, The empty bottles spent cigarettes so pack a change of clothes 'cause its time to move on