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My Favourite Chords The Weakerthans The Mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down, and me and my anger sit folding a paper bird, letting the curtains turn to beating wind. Wish I had a socket-set to dismantle this morning. Favourite FONTAINES D.C. Make you feel Everything you've never even seen Yeah, it's been A long, a long, a long, a long, a long-long You were my Favourite for a long time Stitch and fall The faces rearranged You will see Beauty The Prescience Of Dawn The Weakerthans the sirens woke me up again i know they're coming for me someday just a matter of when count to 25 and yawn touch the clock and turn my back against the dawn and hope for that one dream of hardware stores Illustrated Bible Stories For Children The Weakerthans Please hear my cries; I'd like to pull just this one building down. So turn off the sky. Head in my hands. Night keep me warm. White window-sill. Blinded by heart. Cut my hair short. Pamphleteer The Weakerthans I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest, then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground. I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight, and waiting for a winter to be done. Left And Leaving The Weakerthans My city's still breathing (but barely it's true) through buildings gone missing like teeth. The sidewalks are watching me think about you, sparkled with broken glass. I'm back with scars to show. Greatest Hits Collection The Weakerthans Knock so I'll know you're still there, half listening, interpreting the air. Full of failing foreign tongue, my dialect of stammer come undone. Aside The Weakerthans Measure me in metered lines, in one decisive stare, the time it takes to get from here to there. My ribs that show through t-shirts and these shoes I got for free; I'm unconsoled, I'm lonely. Without Mythologies The Weakerthans A soft breeze with the slippery concrete black and full of muddy slush, contrasting with the hoarfrost, clean and hung on a tunnel of silent shivering trees (the ones you said you'd like to be), and the Everything Must Go The Weakerthans Saturday.I need to pay my heart's outstanding bills. A cracked-up compass and a pocket watch, some plastic daffodils. Sounds Familiar The Weakerthans We emerged from youth all wide-eyed like the rest. Diagnosis The Weakerthans All the cheap tricks I tried too hard not to pull. Pulled along or pulled apart. The diagnosis of a foreign frame of heart. Benediction The Weakerthans So you don't get to be a saint Martyrs never last this long Guess I'll never be the one To defeat desire in song Here's a marker Here's my naked skin Our 'exhibit A' Put a small x where I lost my way The Reasons The Weakerthans you tell me to fuck off, When I need somebody to, How you make me laugh so hard, How whole years refuse to stay, Where we told them to bad dog, Locked up blindly in a word, Or a misplaced souvenir, How the Reconstruction Site The Weakerthans Well I'm lost, I'm afraid, Rope tied down to a leaky boat, To the roof of a car on a road in the dark and it's snowing. Leash The Weakerthans Sitting in silence and staring at ceilings or peeling the paint off of things to confide. Teach me to wiggle my ears like that, Show me the scar that you got when you fell off your bike. The Last Last One The Weakerthans You always stole all my last words. Here's no exception then, one more for me to send. And nothing happens in the end. Anchorless The Weakerthans Southern Manitoba prairie's pulling at the pant leg of your bad disguise. So why were you so anchorless? Shoebox full of photos; found a grainy mirror. Sunken cheeks and slender hands. History To The Defeated The Weakerthans There's blood in the sink, and he's plunging his wrists in. A hangover halo is washing away. Mechanic-school dropout stares into the mirror, stands up in his derelict daydreams. None Of The Above The Weakerthans But we communicate in questions, And all our answers sound the same. Under sputtering flourescents, After re-fills are re-filled. Negotiations at a stand-still, Spoon and rolling saucer stilled. Exiles Among You The Weakerthans Her blue eyes frozen green in the low-lit ATM. I need a way to measure the distance. I need a way to say why, out of breath or out of key, her voice resonated in me. Cowboy Chords Frank Turner play more And all along the while I was just trying to make people smile I play Cowboy Chords For these air conditioned words About longing for the Prairie and living in the suburbs I sing simple songs Four Chords The Classic Crime before I'm breathing and bored So sing along (oh oh) Here we go (oh oh) Singing songs we wrote About a thousand times before I'm breathing and bored The same four chords The same four chords Now the beard Trusty Chords Hot Water Music I might need some therapy; Anything to keep me in check through the day. Don't think about your lover. You're already steady shaking." I might need a sedative, But I hate the taste of medicine. Uncorrected Proofs The Weakerthans The mirrors and the unacknowledged nods. Dial tones and license plates. The words you didn't choose. Everything the day's too small to hold spills on to the dusk, and shorts the evening's fuse. Better Chords Paul Gilbert No matter what you do I've got better chords than you There is nothing left to prove while I'm alive No matter what you say I've got better chords to play So just beg for my mercy Apologize But if you Elegy For Elsabet The Weakerthans So the fields are stubble, the garden is done where the scary scarecrow stands and sees her holding up horizons with her hands. She's so tired of reading Daddy's lips - -that essay on a frown. One Great City! The Weakerthans > late afternoon another day is nearly done a darker grey is breaking through a lighter one a thousand sharpened elbows in the underground that hollow hurried sound of feet on polished floor and in Psalm For The Elks Lodge Last Call The Weakerthans Let the waitress put the chairs up, let the glasses that you broke, form a picture of our leader with a halo made of smoke. Let the golden oldies station crackle and come through. A New Name For Everything The Weakerthans When the bus shelter windows and napkin-dispensers surprise with distorted reflections, it's never the someone you're hoping to recognize.