Dashboard Confessional - Mark, a Mission, a Brand, a Scar Lyrics
Hands Down
Breathe in for luck, breathe in so deep
This air is blessed, you share with me
This night is wild, so calm and dull
These hearts, they race, from self control
Your legs are smooth as they graze mine
We're doing fine, we're doing nothing at all
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy?
My heart is yours to fill or burst to break or bury
Or wear as jewelry, whichever you prefer
The words are hushed, let's not get busted
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered
Safe in here from all the stupid questions
"Hey, did you get some?" Man, that is so dumb
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close, they can't hear
So we can get some
My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me
So won't you kill me, so I die happy?
My heart is yours to fill or burst, to break or bury
Or wear as jewelry, whichever you prefer
Hands down, this is the best day I can
Ever remember, I'll always remember the sound
Of the stereo, the dim of the soft lights
The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
And this walk that we shared together
The streets were wet, and the gate was locked
So I jumped it and I let you in
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
That you meant it
That you meant it
And I knew that you meant it
That you meant it
Writer: Christopher Andrew Carrabba
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rapid Hope Loss
You called to say you wanted out.
Well, I can't say I blame you now.
Sometimes you've got to fold before you're found out.
Well thanks for waiting this long to show yourself, yourself.
Cause now that I can see you,
I don't think you're worth a second glance.
So much for all the promises you made, they served you well
and now you're gone and they're wasted on me.
So much for your endearing sense of charm, it served you well
and now it's gone and you're wasted on me.
You called to say you wanted out.
Well, I can't say I blame you now.
Sometimes you've got to fold before you're found out.
Well thanks, thanks for waiting this long to show yourself, show yourself.
Cause now that I can see you,
I don't think you're worth a second glance.
So much for all the promises you made, they served you well
and now you're gone and they're wasted on me.
So much for your endearing sense of charm, it served you well
and now it's gone and you're wasted on me.
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get,
so much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get,
so much for, so much more
Do what you must if that's what you wish,
I can't be a pardon to this
you have a sense that you were born with
You'll find a way to make things right.
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
so much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
so much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
so much for, so much more
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
As Lovers Go
She said "I've gotta be honest,
You're wasting your time if you're fishing round here."
And I said "you must be mistaken,
Cause I'm not fooling...this feeling is real"
She said "you've gotta be crazy,
What do you take me for? Some kind of easy mark?
"No, you've got wits, you've got looks,
You've got passion, but I swear that you've got me all wrong."
All wrong.
All wrong.
But you got me...
I'll be true, I'll be useful...
I'll be cavalier...I'll be yours my dear.
And I'll belong to you...
If you'll just let me through.
This is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, what's the sense in waiting?
And I said "I've gotta be honest
I've been waiting for you all my life."
For so long I thought I was asylum bound,
But just seeing you makes me think twice.
And being with you here makes me sane,
I fear I'll go crazy if you leave my side.
You've got wits, you've got looks,
You've got passion, but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?
Tonight.
Tonight.
But you've got me...
I'll be true, I'll be useful...
I'll be cavalier...I'll be yours my dear.
And I'll belong to you...
If you'll just let me through.
This is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, what's the sense in waiting?
This is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, what's the sense in waiting?
And this is easy as lovers go,
So don't complicate it by hesitating.
And this is wonderful as loving goes,
This is tailor-made, what's the sense in waiting?
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Carry This Picture
carry this picture for luck
kept in a locket
tucked in your coller
close to your chest
make it a secret
shown to the closest friends
and meet me at quarter to 7
the sun will still shine then
at this time of year
we'll head to the inlet
and we'll share a bottle there
and color the coast with your smile
its the most genuine thing
that ive ever seen
i was so lost
but now i believe
and follow me south of the big docks
they teather the boats
the rich men revere
as so important
they hire our fathers to steer
and down to the edge of the water
where we'll spill our guts
and we'll name our fears
i'll give you this picture
keep it and dont
be
scared
and color the coast with your smile
its the most genuine thing
that ive ever seen
i was so lost
but now i believe
and the coast
your smile is the most genuine thing
that ive ever seen
i was so lost
but now i believe
and i believe
now i believe
now i believe
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Bend And Not Break
I catalog these steps now
Decisive and intentioned
precise and patterned specifically to yours.
I'm talented at breathing
Especially exhaling
So that my chest will rise and fall with yours
I'm careful not to wake you
Fearing conversation
It's better just to hold you
And keep you pacified
I'm talented with reason
I cover all the angles
I can fail before I ever try
Try to understand there's an old mistake that fools will make
And I'm the king of them, pushing everything that's good away
Won't you hold me now? (I will not bend, I will not break)
Won't you hold me now? (I will not bend, I will not break)
I am fairly agile
I can bend and not break
Or I can break and take it with a smile
And I am so resilient
I recover quickly
I'll convince you soon that I am fine
Try to understand there's and old mistake that fools will make
And I'm the king of them, pushing everything that's good away
Won't you hold me now? (I will not bend, I will not break)
Won't you hold me now? (For you I rise, for you I fall)
Just hold me close to you, just hold me close to you
Just hold me close to you, just hold me close to you, to you
And try to understand there's and old mistake that fools will make
And I'm the king of them, pushing everything that's good away
So wont you hold me now?
Wont you hold me now?
Now, now, now, now, now
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Ghost Of A Good Thing
I guess it's luck, but it's the same
Hard luck, you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love, but it's like you said
"Love is like a role that we play."
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But, I believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say
But, you're chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It's getting away from you again
While you're chasin' ghosts
I guess it's luck, but it's the same
Hard luck, you've been trying to tame
Maybe it's love, but it's like you said
"Love is like a role that we play."
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
But, I believe in you so much
I could die from the words that you say
But, you're chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It's getting away from you again
While you're chasin' ghosts
Just bend the pieces 'till they fit
Like they were made for it
But, they weren't meant for this
No, they weren't meant for this
Just bend the pieces 'till they fit
Like they were made for it
But, they weren't meant for this
Chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It's getting away, away, away, away from you again
Chasin' the ghost of a good thing
Haunting yourself as the real thing
It's getting away from you again
While you're chasin' ghosts
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Am I Missing
sharp disaster in a fresh new coma
was it worth it when it was over
proving yourself right
you'd make the biggest noise
well.. i'd lock my hands behind my head
i'd cover my heart and hit the deck
i'd brace myself for the impact if i were you
(it's a long way) is there anything
(for an answer) worth looking for
(is there any news) worth loving for
(is there any word) worth lying for
(is there trauma) is there anything
(or a struggle) worth waiting for
(am i missing) worth living for
(was the body found) worth dying for
[x2]
sharp disaster in a fresh new coma
was it worth it when it was over
proving yourself right
you'd make the biggest noise
well.. i'd lock my hands behind my head
i'd cover my heart and hit the deck
i'd brace myself for the impact if i were you
(it's a long way) is there anything
(for an answer) worth looking for
(is there any news) worth loving for
(is there any word) worth lying for
(is there trauma) is there anything
(or a struggle) worth waiting for
(am i missing) worth living for
(was the body found) worth dying for
[x4]
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Morning Calls
Morning calls for pain relief
A line above the step beneath
The worst that you could do
And the best that you could hope for
Is hardly the best
Tepid water chase the pills
With turpentine and chamomile
And don't get cheap with the wine
You need to be up all of the time
Shield your eyes, conceal your lies.
Don't blink, everyone's watching.
They'll think you're up to something.
They need for you to be everything
that they cannot be themselves.
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA, MICHAEL DUANE STROUD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Carve Your Heart Out Yourself
Carve your heart out yourself
Hopelessness is your cell
Since you've drawn out these lines
Are you protected from trying times?
Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has
Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
Oh look, now, there you go with hope again
Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end
Dig a ditch deep enough
To keep you clear of the sun
You've been burned more than once
You don't think much of trust
Man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has
Lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
Oh look, now, there you go with hope again
But I'll be sure your secret is safe with me
Oh, you're so sure I'll be leaving in the end
Treating me like I'm already gone
But I'm not, I will stay where you are always
I will stay, I will stay, I will stay (all of now)
[repeat to fade out]
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
So Beautiful
I heard that you were home again, but you don't look like your back to me
With your focuses changing your gaze is transfixed on a point that I can't often see
You've got your new ties, i've got my old knots, you've got your inside lines
But your never happy with what you've got
Careful now,
you're so beautiful
when you've convinced yourself
that no one else is quite as beautiful
I heard that you were living well, but you don't look like your living to me
though the sparkle is gone, the smile is in place so that everyone watching can see
You've got them all convinced, but I know it so well
that you can list your friends, but you can't count on them
Hold it now
you've got everyone convinced that your alright
when no one else is quite as vulnerable
as soon as you got it you want something else
it's not the sale that you love, its the sell
it's not the price that's going to cost you
it's just the weight that's going to bring you
down, down, down, down
it's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down
hold it now
you've got everyone convinced that your alright
when no one else is quite as vulnerable
careful now
your so beautiful, when you've convinced yourself
no one else is quite as beautiful
as soon as you got it you want something else
it's not the sale that you love, its the sell
it's not the price that's going to cost you
it's just the weight that's going to bring you
down, down, down, down
it's going to bring you down, down, down, down, down
as soon as you got it you want something else
it's not the sale that you love, its the sell
it's not the price that's going to cost you
it's just the weight that's going to bring you
down
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Hey Girl
Hey girl, you've got a smart way about you
that makes me wish that
that I was smart enough for you.
Hey girl, you've got a fine laugh,
and I think that I could get used to that.
And you're already used to laughing at me.
So what if your friends think I'm crazy, well
I wasn't trying to impress those girls anyway.
They're all theory, no action,
and where I'm from we live
like it's the latest attraction.
Hey girl, you've got a short fuse,
and I've got designs on lighting you up,
and setting you off,
and watching you burn for me.
The world lives for the weekend
Well, I'll watch as my weeks
bleed right into them
Without a line to divide what is theirs
and what is mine
So what if your friends think I'm crazy, well
I wasn't trying to impress those girls anyway.
They're all theory, no action,
and where I'm from we live
like it's the latest attraction.
And go on, go on, your cruel intentions
Won't solve your problems,
everyone's gotta get bottom
bottomed out in the long run
and those are the times you need love.
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
If You Cant Leave It Be Might As Well Make It Bleed
What you've found sure upsets you
Never saw it coming did you?
Its easy to be surprised with both your eyes sewn closed
Handled with great precision, another thoughtless execution
You're the subject of this exhibition
A willing cadaver, a willing cadaver.
Scalpel, sutured.
Made whole again.
These cuts are leaving creases
Trace the scars, fit the pieces
Tell your story, you don't need to say a word.
Call off the cavalry, can't save a wretch like me.
Clean this with kerosene.
If you can't leave it be might as well make it bleed.
Scalpel, sutured.
Made whole again.
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something better wrong with you
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to fire right
There's something better wrong with you
Your pulse is anemic, you're tired of the fire
You're bruising too easy and falling behind
And no one is waiting for you.
And no one is waiting for you.
And no one is waiting for you.
Call off your quarantine, can't save the rest from me
Clean this with kerosene.
If you can't leave it be might as well make it bleed.
Scalpel, Sutured.
Made whole again.
Your wires are frayed, can't fire right
You look better when out of sight
You were not made to stand and fight
There's something better wrong with you
[x2]
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Several Ways To Die Trying
Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here.
And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire.
And our flares go unnoticed.
Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired.
We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible.
Oh, how we've shouted, how we've screamed, take notice, take interest, take me with you.
But all our fears fall on deaf ears.
Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,
while closing our caskets cold and tight. But I'm dying to live.
Pacific sun, you should have warned us, these heights are dizzying,
and the climb can kill you long before the fall.
And our trails go unmarked and unmapped and covered
just as soon as they are crossed.
We are, we are, intriguing. We are, we are, desirable.
Oh how we've shouted, how we've screamed,
take notice, take interest, take me with you.
But all our fears fall on deaf ears.
Tonight, they're burning the roads they built to lead us to the light.
And blinding our hearts with their shining lies,
while closing our caskets cold and tight. But I'm dying to live.
Writer: CHRISTOPHER ANDREW CARRABBA
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group