Everything Is Not Okay

Everything is not okay
Things will not turn out to be just fine
All is not well, not this time
The cavalry are not on their way
The murder mile's a step away
I could flip a coin but who's to say
That'd change the outcome of this day

None of your calls will be returned
Every bridge you crossed has now been burned
Your previous knowledge is being unlearned
If you've a mind to give then you missed your turn
The best of luck will not be mine
My next mistake won't buy me time
The buzz words are "get back on line"
That's this and every other time

Everything is not okay
Things will not turn out to be just fine
All is not well, not this time
The cavalry are not on their way
The murder mile's a step away
I could flip a coin but who's to say
That'd change the outcome of this day

We didn't know the words to speak
No message rose up from the street
Our complacency sold us all out cheap
And now you can't go tell it to The Beak
I felt it come like the clouds rolling in
Our last resolve was wearing thin
We couldn't bear to take it on the chin
Now go notify your next of kin

Cause everything is not okay
Say goodbye to the good old days
With your crooked smile and your crooked ways
That's this and every other day

I'd like to think it could all come good
God knows I think it's time it should
Are you optimistic, do you think it could?
Cause this and every other day I'm crushed by would

Everything is not okay
Things will not turn out to be just fine
All is not well, not this time
The cavalry are not on their way
The murder mile's a step away
I could flip a coin but who's to say
That'd change the outcome of this...

No, everything is not okay
Say goodbye to the good old days
With your crooked smile and your crooked ways
That's this and every other day

 

Traces

A secret held or privacy, the two equate the same to me.
A measured thought erased the facts & hope to god they don't come back.
If the penny drops to the drain
It would give our girl a bad name..

But when will she be found,
When will she be found out,
That's if she'll be found out at all.

She needs a sympathetic ear to bleed, a selfish way to sate the need.
With an appetite to equal men, she's not so keen to trust again.
If I hand her my begging bowl
She'll never return it whole....

But when will she be found?
When will she be found out?
That's if she'll be found out at all.
But when will she be found?
When will she be found out?
That's if she'll be found out at all.

And there's a touch I must've missed,
A Chinese burn upon the wrist.
A kiss upon the nearest limb,
A silent glance to stifle him.
It's the saddest thing I never heard,
The double meaning of a word,
I'm still not sure just who got hurt
But I’m burned....

 

Not In My Plans

Instantly, I knew you couldn't cover me
But I took the view of someone that you could've been
Now the books upon your shelf will be read by someone else
Your glory is a mirrored room there is no threat you can assume
And I need someone else when I'm sickened by myself
My judgement is way off the mark, I'll stop it here

I've no use for comfort or ease
I'm no longer shelling the peas into your hands
Into your hands
Your bag of luckies has gone and split
And your warm milk and your cookies don't fit into my plans
Into my plans
I trust you'll understand...

Inside of me, there's not much that you haven't seen
Need I say it again, you're much less than you could've been
Your ignorance is no excuse, my honesty is not abuse
Your tone is one dimensional, you're big enough to take the fall
And I need someone else when I'm sickened by myself
My judgement was way off the mark, I'll stop it here

Cause I've no use for comfort or ease
I'm no longer shelling the peas into your hands
Into your hands
Your bag of luckies has gone and split
And your warm milk and your cookies don't fit into my plans
Into my plans
I trust you'll understand...
I trust you'll understand...
I trust you'll understand...
I trust you'll understand...

No, I've no use for comfort or ease
I'm no longer shelling the peas into your hands
Into your hands
Yeah, your bag of luckies has gone and split
And your warm milk and your cookies don't fit into my plans
Into my plans

No, I've no use for comfort or ease
I'm no longer shelling the peas into your hands
Into your hands
Your bag of luckies has gone and split
And your warm milk and your cookies don't fit into my plans
Into my plans
I trust you'll understand...

 

Diluted

It's a well-trod path
With covered steps that should remain unseen,
Remain unseen to those like me.
And it should make me laugh
But doesn't seem it's playing out that way for me,
I'm giving up on comedy.

There's a shadow hanging over me,
And there are things that I should not have seen,
They're not for me, no.
There's a shadow hanging over me,
It's over you....

Now were you waiting long
For something to go wrong,
As nature's own disease.
I told you once & got it said now,
I should take that back?
You know I can't retract
The reasoning here,
I still retain the sentiment 'cos

There's a shadow hanging over me,
And there are things that I should not have seen,
They're not for me no.
Yeah there's a shadow hanging over me
It's over you 'cos it's over....
Yeah it's over me, it's over you
'Cos it's over.....

And I’m still guessing as to what it takes
To get a seat on the board with all the great breaks.
I diluted the medicine to make it easier to take
With enough of the water to fill the great lakes
'Cos it's over....

Said it's over me, it's over you
'Cos it's over.....

 

Straight Lines

A nervous hand holds a steady hand
For to hang beneath the weight
A simple word of re-assurance
May just have come too late
Cause I don't think in straight lines
And I won't get it done overnight
Cause I'm too aware of my fault lines
No I won't get it done the way you might

I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
About you now

A broken bond was much forgiven
This side of a one-way street
And should you call up, the pleasures all mine
On the occasion that we meet
Cause you're gonna think in straight lines
And you're gonna get it done the way you might
And you don't need my fault lines
No you don't need the sound of another fight

I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
About you now

I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
I'm not worried about you now
I'm worried about you now
About you now
Now...

 

Amongst The Old Reliables

If I walked through you like you just walked through me
The baring of souls would be unnecessary
And if I looked at you like the ones you'd throw me
You'd file them away to hold against me

Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
No, the life of the confessor is no...

I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables

It's the mark of success that we shared more or less
Makes it harder to take as our faces turn sour
For the times that we talked and the line we don't walk
You're just about the fastest way to spend an hour

Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
No, the life of the confessor is no...

I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables

You never let on and I can't read your mind
You must have seen me from afar and in better times
I didn't push it cause I knew it would come apart
I know that I blew it but admittal's a kind of start

Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of this confessor is no open book
Enough is enough but it's never too much
The life of the confessor is no open book
No, the life of the confessor is no...

I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
Yeah, I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables
Yeah, I'd hate to find you amongst the old reliables

Smoked

The man they look over isn't cherished by design
He's busy trying to write the line that might just get him some attention
And they're out there smoking one on the back step
And they're saying

We've got the news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
And the sights for the scopeless
They've got the news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
But absolutely nothing for the terminally fucking useless

And it must feel good to be so right
Their wives must be really pleased to see them each night
For that kiss on the forehead
The brushed teeth before bed
And we all know what comes next
He asserts all his success with a hard-on and no caress

Cause he's got that news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
And the sights for the scopeless
He's got the news for the newsless
The hope for the hopeless
But absolutely nothing for the terminally useless

And this may be where I come in
Cause you're always welcome to smoke one with me
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if you need to scream when it's dark and all the hope is gone

And the next step might be the one too far
And I wouldn't want to be around to count all the scars
When he says it's not important to be up on the scoreboard
But we all know that we'd all like to be handed the cup
It's just too fucked up
When you finally figure out
You've been going ahead backwards
With no breaks (brakes?) just fractures
And a half-empty statement
That says you're all out of credit
Now who would have thought it
Let alone made a bet on it

And I think we're going to need some kind of insurance
To leave room for the best and the purest
To hold off from the cruisers, let's give it up for the boozers
That hand the poems across the bar
Cause I'm heard no news that goes to prove
There's anything we stand to lose
Admitting that we're happy with who we are

And this may be where I come in
Cause you're always welcome to smoke one with me
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No matter where or who you've been
Or who it was or what you've seen
Or if it's dark and you need to scream
No, no matter what they try to take
They're just as fucked but they're the fakes
And if you need to scream when it's dark and all the hope is gone

You're not the only one

The Truth At Last

I can sing this to you cause you seem so kind and understanding
I can sing this to you cause you seem sort of scant but undemanding
I could drag out the line just to buy me some time or nod out
And you could try to decide if I'm wasting your time and get out

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do
No, not what I'm about to do

I could run for the hills, get some quality pills and check out
Yeah, I could go for the thrills, put myself through the mill and check out
Or I could feather my nest, lay down for the rest and miss out
Or I could beat on my chest and compete with the best and win out

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do
Not what I'm about to do

Somewhere there's a sentiment in mind
One minute it's your money, the next it's your time
Well I could block up the system with a bottle of wine
And give the resident madman a chance to define

Well as the world's greatest liar I could walk through the fire and sit down
I could take all the pain, play it out as a game and sit down

Or I could give in to you, to you, to you
I could give in to you, to you, you, you, you, you, you
Not what I'm about to do, I said
Not what I'm a-b-b-b-bout to do
Not what I'm about to do, d-do, d-do, d-do, d-do for you

No (x 19)

The Feeling I've Been Waiting For

Well I'm indebted to another man
That keeps me feeling like I'm just a hired hand
And there's some things I don't talk about
Some things I don't understand
Like why does he walk with his ass in his hands
Now I'm taking my position
In a world that don't listen
And I'm mapping an escape route
Lacing up my big boots
I'm ready to rise from these tangled up lines

Cause there's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for

And I've walked the long corridors
Won the battles but not yet the wars
But I smashed enough glasses
Kicked enough asses
And picked myself up off of too many floors
To give in to the masses
Or lay down in long grasses
Cause I'm all out of patience
So get me to the station
There's a ride I can make that gets me up on the plate

For the feeling I've been waiting for
It's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for

Well I don't know what your plans are
Or how far you're travelling
But could you get to the point
Or to nearer what's happening
I may miss the lesson
Cause I'm not one for schooling
I don't care what your game is
Or who you think you're fooling

There's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah, a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feel, there's a feel, there's a feel
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feeling I've been waiting for
Yeah a feeling I've been waiting for
There's a feel, there's a feel, there's a feel...

Line 'Em Up

Were it not for you - were it not for I
Were it not for a sorry hope hanging in a sorry sky
Were it not for your designs on a golden fleece
And were it not for your inability to make your peace

You got me down - c'mon and kick me around
You got me down
You got me down - c'mon and kick me around
You got me down

Tell 'em all that I went to pieces
Tell 'em all I'm done
Line 'em up and as the line increases
Tell 'em all I'm done

What I say to you, may not be what I say to you
What I do for you, may not be what I do for you
Yeah you got lines, you got lines that open doors
But I got time, time enough to grow some claws

Tell 'em all that I went to pieces
Tell 'em all I'm done
Line 'em up and as the line increases
Tell 'em all I'm done

Tell 'em all that I went to pieces
Yeah tell 'em all I'm done
Line 'em up and as the line increases
Tell 'em all I'm done

You got me down - c'mon and kick me around
You got me down
You got me down - so come on and kick me around
You got me down

Love Can Make You Sorry

I remember the night we walked through the courtyard
You said you wanted to be buried next to me, someday.
Then you kicked off your shoes & you wrapped your arms all around me,
That was just three years ago today....

And love can make you sorry
And love can make you sorry you've ever been born, again....

How about the world we used to pretend in
We never needed no money or a job
We acted like children with no supervision
Together we believed in every superstition
We made love in every known position
And that was just two months ago today....

And love can make you sorry
And love can make you sorry you've ever been born, again....

I saw a picture of us today in the Sunday papers
It looks like we're laughing, but i'd swear we were crying
I hope to God I can never trust again....

And love can make you sorry
And love can make you sorry
No, no, no, no, love can make you sorry
And love can make you sorry you've ever been born, again....

Flapping On The Pier (pt.2)

Well there's a hundred ways to lose.
But not a one of them rings true.
And did you think that there was more that is owed to you?
Well that's a funny thing to do.

Seems like we've really got it bad,
But you never should reject it
And let alone expect that it's all for you.

All I need to do, is swap a piece of me
For a piece of you, it's true.

I've got a view of what's in sight.
I've had my lot & that's alright, alright,
But I'm not always satisfied.

I shared that ever loving heart of ours,
But I don't know where I left mine,
I hope to god you kept yours for all our sakes....

All I need to do, is swap a piece of me
For a piece of you, it's true.
All I need to do, is swap a piece of me
For a piece of you, it's true.

And if I ever took a kicking
I never really felt the blows hit that hard.
I stayed outside to have the fight
I missed my bed & drank the night,
Not all true.

All I need to do, is swap a piece of me
For a piece of you, it's true.

We're looking on in wonder, from the pressure that we're under,
What you got you wouldn't miss for long, should everybody sing along,
It's a hell of a deal, a hell of a deal, it's true....
Then wipe away the tears, come flapping on the pier,
We're helpless but we're hungry & in touch with all our fears,
It's a hell of a deal, a hell of a deal, it's true....

All I need to do, is swap a piece of me
For a piece of you, it's true....

Lyrics copyright ©2002 Miles Hunt (Miles Hunt Music/BMI Music) except
Diluted (Hunt/Ferentino) and Love Can Make You Sorry (Ferentino)