Playlist The Wonder Years

the wonder years - don t let me cave in

You drove me all the way up here
cause you could tell that I was a mess
I wasn't going to make it to dinner
And I shouldn't be calling again
You drove me all the way back

I circled the airport a hundred times
and tried to hide the fact that I was cryin
I came in on the red eye
That's why I look like this

There comes a day when you rectify
who you are with who you want to be with
And I can't make the two things co-exist

So don't let me cave in

You drove me all the way up here
cause you could tell that I was a mess
I wasn't going to make it to dinner
and I shouldn't be calling again
You drove me all the way up here
And asked if we could stay in bed
You still got work early tomorrow
and I've got a plane to catch
You drove me all the way back

I spent last night getting Mexican
Outside a Logan Square basement show with Evan
Chicago looked desperate
But maybe that was me

I couldn't help thinkin of watchin
the Sears Tower collapse as a kid
I feel like I might do the same thing
So don't let it happen to me
No don't let it happen to me!
(So let it happen to me)

You drove me all the way up here
cause you could tell that I was a mess
I wasn't going to make it to dinner
and I shouldn't be calling again
You drove me all the way up here
And asked if we could stay in bed
You still got work early tomorrow
and I've got a plane to catch
You drove me all the way back

I tried to make a life in the Midwest
but the rust belt keeps breaking promises
I can't seem to find out where my footing is

So don't (dont dont dont)
let (dont let me cave in)
So let me cave in
(dont let me cave in)

You drove me all the way up here
cause you could tell that I was a mess
I wasn't going to make it to dinner
and I shouldn't be calling again
You drove me all the way up here
And asked if we could stay in bed
You still got work early tomorrow
and I've got a plane to catch
You drove me all the way back

the wonder years - hey thanks

Hey thanks for everything
For putting up with me when I get cranky
I know I'm such a pain
And yeah thanks for losing everything with me
The night we went to Atlantic City
Of course it had to rain

And you think that I'm angry
But I think that you're sad
We know it's not so bad
Here living the life we have

So hey thanks for not hating me
When I wake you up at eight in the morning
Because I lost the keys
And yeah thanks for staying in with me
I know you'd probably rather be out drinking
Than in with the Tv

And you think that I'm angry
But I think that you're sad
We know it's not so bad
Here living the life we have
So hey thanks

I'm not sad anymore
And you think that I'm angry
But I think that you're sad
We know it's not so bad
Here living the life we have
So hey thanks

the wonder years - zip lock

I've been stealing Time where I can get it from
I've been losing Grip on what I used to hold
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a Ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell Me When I start to blow it
Would you show me
What I need to do
Before you hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me Before you're better off without me
I've been watching you Sleeping with a troubled look
I'm sure your bad dreams are probably all about me
And better off without me
If I could get another chance
I'd put it in a Ziploc bag
And keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Keep it in my pocket
Tell Me When I start to blow it
Would you show me
What I need to do
Before you hate me
I could never live with that so
Tell me Before you're better off without me

the wonder years - came out swinging

Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
And out of our old apartment
I know things changed but I'm not sure when
I guess you'd call this regression
I left a real job and a girlfriend
I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this
Well, I spent this whole year in airports
And the floor feels like home
Oh, at least we're never alone
I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know
I'm running on empty
The late nights and the long drives start to get to me
I'm just so tired

I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
I came in here alone
Came in here alone
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore

Been on a steady fast food diet
Like we're this generation's Morgan Spurlock
But we don't admit defeat
My body feels rejected and I can't say that I blame it
My heart keeps saying stay young
My lower back seems to disagree
I unrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch
I felt the year start to wind down
I can't stand any dead space
Empty beds bum me out

I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
I came in here alone
Came in here alone
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore

I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there

the wonder years - hoodie weather

It smells like it should be snowing
And I've been frequenting a diner on main street
Where the waitresses are girls that graduated with me
Have problems with oxy and can't recall what I had to drink
No one knows where they're going
They just know they want out of here badly
They're like cigarettes dropped on a highway
They smash and scatter and burn out somewhere else without knowing

I've got my grandmother's veins in the back of my hands
And just a hint of a south philly accent
I was born here and I'll probably die here
Let's go home

This town has got lies to tell
I'll wait around and hear you out
But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever
At least for now, I'll settle down
I'll try to find some solid ground
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter

The kids in the graduating class
Have got their eyes set west
And california on their lips
But I left some blood there that I'm never getting back
Rocky's in the deep south
I don't think he's coming back now
It's sinister, but it's how life worked out

I've got my grandmother's veins in the back of my hands
And just a hint of a south philly accent
I was born here and I'll probably die here
Let's go home

This town has got lies to tell
I'll wait around and hear you out
But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever
At least for now, I'll settle down
I'll try to find some solid ground
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter

Growing up means watching my heroes turn human in front of me
The songs we wrote at eighteen seem shortsighted and naïve
So when the weather breaks, I'll pull my hoodie up over my face
I won't run away, run away
As fucked as this place got, it made me me

This town has got lies to tell
I'll wait around and hear you out
But I can't keep from digging up these bones forever
At least for now, I'll settle down
I'll try to find some solid ground
I lost my footing trying to get home last winter
This town's got lies to tell

the wonder years - keystone state dude core

We know the way that shit gets sometimes with bank accounts empty and gas prices too high.
We're pushing the van up snowy inclines and dancing with cops on the Virginia road side.
We're banned for life from Ft. Eustis.
It doesn't make a difference.
The sound guy here's got shit against us.
We came here to do this.
We're six dudes from the keystone state.
We're broke as fuck, but we can't complain.
We haven't showered in at least four days.
This shit's a bust but we'll get stoked on it.
In Small-Town PA, we're busting meth labs and drive-by assaulting people in Spanish.
?Donde esta la cave?
We're passing out on the couch in Long Island.
Through shitty flights and homeless nights we stay tight, cause we're just:
(Crashed the van four times in England, made fun of kids with stupid accents, partied on the streets of London.)

the wonder years - logan circle

They turned on the fountain today
at Logan Circle
I felt something in me change

I was thinking about
How we all feel,
but the world's not such a shitty place

We just can't blame the seasons
The Blue Man Group won't cure depression
I can see we brought it on ourselves
With bad attitudes and

You should come by at eleven,
You haven't seen the new apartment
We'll laugh about the shit we got into in high school
and I can't pretend

I'm afraid that we're wasting away
'cause we're all sleeping in circles
or talking shit in diners
and I've been better, but I'm feeling okay
I'm not even sad anymore
I'm just so tired most nights

And I've been drowning my sorrows
In Lucky Charms and Soy Milk
These are the things that keep me sane
Getting pretzels at midnight behind my house
at the price you, can't complain

We set of fireworks
Piss off the whole neighborhood
They keep me up having sex anyway

seem much worse
We'll set off a few more
Maybe I'll blow off a piece of this city I hate

I'm afraid that we're wasting away
'cause we're all sleeping in circles
or talking shitty diners
and I've been better but I'm feeling ok
I'm not even sad anymore
I'm just so tired most nights

They turned on the fountain today
at Logan Circle
They turned on the fountain today
They turned on the fountain today
at Logan Circle
I felt something in me change

I'm afraid that we're wasting away
I'm afraid, I'm afraid that we're wasting away
'cause we're all sleeping in circles
or talking shitty diners
and I've been better but I'm feeling ok
I'm not even sad anymore
I'm just so tired most nights

the wonder years - solo and chewy holdin it down

I've been trying to think about anything but this,
or how we're missing towns, missing out, the exit's on this strip.
I've been wondering how or if we'll ever get to sleep
because we're sixteen hours in.
This ride from Eric's house has been fucking up my shit
because we stayed to watch the weeks new Office
and now it's twelve a.m. in the dirty south.
You know we must be bored as shit
because we're stealing form gas station and talking about how,
Arizona's airport is called Sky Harbor.
I wonder if that's what the last song on Clarity's about.
We're saying it loud.
Get to the Falcon, it's three a.m. and were delirious.
Cheating on the Atlantic.
We're talking about pawning all our shit,
buying wave runners and becoming pirates.
We've been falling apart; like Richie's got a brand new stretch mark.
Night drives start at Waffle House and end at Wal-Mart.
We're breaking hearts of waitresses in seedy truck stops
because Steve's shirtless, pounding beers in the parking lot.
We're taking naked pictures in the Utah desert.
"Yo man, I think that girl just saw your dick."
If this is our time, then the Denver Skyline
is telling me to make up my Goddamn mind

the wonder years - superbowl sunday

Here I am, selling coffee thinking of some girl
who speaks with her eyes not her mouth
Shes a lock, the kind that can't open
and I'm sorry im not the key, that you need me to be

(Refrão - Chorus)

Shes got a magnet in her eyes
In the twilight she is glowing
Shes got hope on my shoulders,
I'll take her down...
On superbowl sunday everything will be fine
31 million, thats a lot of good times
We'll swim together in the rough seas of our minds
You pack the rod, I'll bring the fishing line

Shes a mess, I'm just a dirty rag
don't ask me to bring the 409
I see, a little of me in her
all the more reason for me to run away

Refrão/Chorus

She's sweating with tears
I THINK IT'S GONNA' RAIN TONIGHT
Believe me, I know,
YOU CAN'T RUN FROM WHAT'S INSIDE
Put some faith in yourself
PUT SOME FAITH IN YOURSELF
The blame is over me
YOU DID NOTHING WRONG

solo

Refrão/Chorus

Refrão/Chorus

the wonder years - won t be pathetic forever

I've been waking up up at twelve p.m., in my boxers in this dirty bed,
Eating Sour Patch Watermelons the boys murked the day before.
I'm watching bad reruns of mad TV, this shits not even close to funny,
But I don't work today 'til three and the remote is on the floor.
When are you coming over? Please, just say right now.
We won't sleep our lives away,
And today(and today, and today.)
We'll make waves.
In this lake of shit we've made, I refuse to sink.
We cant live our lives this way;
Not today (or today, or today.)
If this sea of metaphoric bullshit stays, I won't sink.
The party starts at nine p.m. at which ever house is close and vacant,
We'll call the ten friends we've got left to pretend we've got a life.
The boys are slaying shitty brews, and I've been slaying orange juice.
You know we don't got shit to do, I guess we'll stay the night, fuck.
It's too cold out to ride my bike today.
It's been raining since we got home last week
Some nights, I fucking love this town
But most nights, I fucking hate this.
Lately, I've been thinking about being a doctor or a teacher,
Lately, I've been thinking about being someone at all;
Just someone who changes something.
Anything.

the wonder years - you re not salinger get over it

We're finding out some scummy fuck just threw in a fifteen year old.
I mean com'on, man, is that the life you want?
There tearing up these dead-end blocks,
revealing all the shit we wish we forgot
in the shadow of this careless urban sprawl.
My Friends and I, were all fucked on the inside.
But we don't let it run our lives.
One day, i'll cough all this shit out of my lungs
from second hand smoking at all night restaurants
and they'll be up in arms over all the shit we've done
because were getting out, we're fucking gone.
This caustic suburban sense of humor's gotten me in trouble more than a few times.
We're singing "Lucky" by Little League, fucking up until we get this right.
Just cause we're down, doesn't mean we gotta stay there.
This fucking town is like a ship gone underwater,
and we'll all drown unless we cut ties to the anchor.
We'd get swallowed here.
I'm bad at staying calm, and I know this town's a time bomb.
I've been dragging my feet too long, too long.
We've been sinking all along.
So chin up and we'll drown a little slower

the wonder years - a song for patsy cline

My airbag light's been on for weeks
And I keep having dreams
Where I go through the windshield but I don't fix it
Patsy Cline came and sang to me
She told everybody
That she knew she would die soon before she did

I hear you cry on "Faded Love"
The air in August here's heavy with salt
and smoke and stings my lungs

My airbag light's been on for weeks
And I can feel it mock me
It's bittersweet, like laughter through crooked teeth
I wanna move so far from everything
That they can hear my heart beat
And then break as I lay dying in the street

They'll think the ice cracked at the lake
They'll think a tire blew out
and a car crashed on the interstate

It's hard to watch you walk away
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday
It's hard to watch you walk away
(It's hard to watch you walk away)
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh

So when my vocal chords rip
So when my knees give in
So when I bury all of this
Who's gonna give a shit
If I'm breathing?

It's hard to watch you walk away
These aren't the vultures that were circling just yesterday
It's hard to watch you walk away
(It's hard to watch you walk away)
They're picking at bones, at what's left of your misery

Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
My airbag light's been on for weeks
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
My airbag light's been on for weeks

the wonder years - and now i m nothing

I can't help myself
I keep ending up in memorial park
Breaking finger nails while I claw at the frozen ground
Because as long as I'm home
I can dig up these bones
There's no point to just letting go
And as long as you've known me I've been backing out slowly
I won't end up underneath the snow

This is where it's been
The manger scene every christmas
Next to the cannon
Every year someone steals baby jesus
Nobody stops them
It's a nice tradition

I'll put my life back together in silence
While writing songs on molly's guitar
And suburbia, stop pushing
I know what I'm doing

So I moved myself and two boxes of things
To the basement room at richie's house
And I'm happy here for now
Because I've been in search of some steadier footing
Or just a place to call home
I know that I'm introspective when broken
But I've been spending most of my nights here alone
And that doesn't scare me like it did a year ago

I'll put my life back together in silence
While writing songs on molly's guitar
And suburbia, stop pushing
I know what I'm doing
Suburbia, stop pushing
I know what I'm doing
Suburbia, stop pushing
I know what I'm doing

I had dreams of myself
As the allen ginsberg of this generation
But without the talent, madness or vision
I guess it's looking hopeless
We're a city left digging out cars in unison
And humming like we've healed
I know we've got miles to go
But I'm putting my shoulder to the wheel

the wonder years - cigarettes

the wonder years - coffee eyes

Two dollars, twenty-seven cents
January seventeenth, 2006
Here in a diner with my friends
Talking about how the year went
A few years later I walk in
Patti knew my drink
And she asked where the hell we've been
You used to come here every night
It's not the same without you kids
I cut my hand on a piece of glass
The time we found Dave half dead in the parking lot
And spent the rest of the night in the Er
I cut my hand on a piece of glass
And I hope the scar lasts
So I don't forget that

There's been a table for me there
Through coffee eyes and blank stares
Our late night affairs
There's always been a table for me there
So you can try to forget or say it's the past
You know you'll always end up right back where you left

I ended up here late at night on Thanksgiving
The fall that Colleen left
This was a place to call home
When it felt like the world didn't want us
I watched Mike slash Mon's tires
We laughed about it later
I watched friendships dissolve
In the booth on the back wall
I cut my hand on a piece of glass
And I hope the scar lasts

There's always been a table for me there
Through coffee eyes and blank stares
Our late night affairs
There's always been a table for me there
So you can try to forget or say it's the past
You know you'll always end up right back where you left

There's always been a table for me there
There's always been a table for me there
There's always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
There's always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
There's always been a table for me there
Through all of the years
There's always been a table for me there

the wonder years