I used to be so young
But now I'm oh so beaten down
My friends are nowhere to be found
I find myself alone

I could have been someone
But now my name is a just a ghost
My reputation is a joke
My eyes won't cry

So could you pass me the needle?
I want a brand new scar
I need a shot of Novocain
To numb my heart
Could you pass me the bottle?
Make it something hard
Cause there ain't enough
Novocain to numb my broken heart

I tried to get ahead
But life has always been unjust
It's grinding dreams into the dust and
I've had my fill

Please could you spare a dime
I need to wet my aching throat
So I can say goodbye to hope
It's sure been swell

Easy Lovers, Hardly Friends

Such a tired face
Seattle eyes
Oh so blue and green
But never dry

It started with a tiny whisper
In my ear
Ended like a roller coaster
At the county fair

We were easy lovers, hardly friends
Never works out in the end

You always fooled me with
December kisses
Oh so red and white
Cold and twisted

Now that we've both grown up
I hope you're happy
For my part I like to say
I'm so so so sorry

We were easy lovers, hardly friends
Never works out in the end

Snow Day

Act your age
Don't squirm around
Okay?
Get on the bus and someday
You'll be a scientist
Our little scientist

I want a snow day
Hope for snow to run in and play
Too much to ask for happiness
In little white packages

Comb your hair
Button your shirt
Don't swear
Brush all your teeth
And floss
At regular intervals
Regular intervals

Day Job

She's tired of flat lands and cornfields
Seashells traced in snow
She wants more bugs on her windshield
She don't want to go alone

I'd love to go, but I left behind my raincoat
Will anybody miss me when I'm gone?
I'm wide awake, but I'm dreaming of the west coast
I could leave tomorrow but I won't
Cause I've still got my day job

She talks about her waterfall fountain
And her house out on the bay
She's in love with broken glass mountains
Fireplace cafes

Scientists

You should have made me a drunkard
Should have made me a liar
Made me a preacher
With a head full of fire

You could have made me a gambler
Could have made me a thief
Made me salesman
Pockets full of receipts

But I chose water over wine
Jars of formaldehyde
I think of all the things I missed
Why'd you make me a scientist?

Is this the best you've got?
I'm not impressed
Anything you can do
I'll equate and project

Great Times

If I had a slightly better life
One that's built to last awhile
And doesn't disappoint
But I'm so tired of myself
I'd be much happier
If I was someone else

Even the good times could be so much better
I'd never be lonely
Even the great times wouldn't let me down

If I had a slightly better job
Would it make you proud of me
Make me understood?
If I had a fraction of your love
Well it'd be you and me
Under a smiling sun

Beautiful Children

Warm house, cold hands
I was standing outside trying to find your doorbell
At 2 AM, I ran all the way hope that you weren't sleeping
You rubbed your eyes
Gently with the palm of your left hand
We talked awhile
And you told me how much you appreciated me
And I knew that it was time for me to stay or leave

So I started walking home
Sowing teardrops in the snow
We'll be friends forever
But I'm afraid that you'll never love me

You met someone
At that show when you went home for the weekend
And he makes you laugh
And somehow I remind you a little of him
Two perfect hands
A part time job but says that he loves children
But I lost my tongue
Until now you never felt that you'd missed anyone
And even though it's early you think it could be love

Another heartsick lullaby but I can't seem to make you cry
We'll be friends forever, but I'm afraid that you'll never love me

Does he love you?
Does he love you?
I hope he loves you
If he doesn't,
At least you'll have beautiful children
Beautiful children

7:02

I've heard that life is more
than just what we paint it
I've heard that life is more
than asphalt and pavement

But it's hard to see,
through the traffic and the fumes
I can't be everywhere,
but I'll be home by 7:02

I've heard that love
Is a game for the fools who play it
I've heard that war
Is a shame for the fools who wage it

But I'm getting tired
Throwing flowers at a tomb
I've got to run along
So I'll be home by 7:02

I can't carry the world on my own
And you can't help me,
But you can hold my hand if you wanted to
Just kiss me once or twice
When I get home at 7:02

Old Skin

When you're old and gray
Lines etched upon your face
Put your hair down
I'll kiss your brow
Call you beautiful

Our love was made to last
We fade like photographs
Wrinkled and worn
The edges are torn
Unmistakable

I'll love your old skin
Love your old skin
Love your old skin
I'll love your old skin

When you're feeling tired
Weary and uninspired
The life that you knew
Seems worthless to you
Unavoidable

When your eyes won't shine
Best years are far behind
I'll hold you close
Never let go
Unforgettable

And when there's nothing left
Ashes and silhouettes
I hope that I find my rest
Next to you