Austin Collins Roses Are Black All Lyrics 11 Months (Austin Collins) Take me back and put me in the throes Of your hardwood nights and your dirty clothes Under the eaves of your cocaine episodes I watched it all burn down At the end of the hall on the second floor Got your glass in my eye just to be ignored As I stared through the holes in your broken door Let’s try it one more time 11 months and still no peace 11 months there’s no relief It’s too late for what you wanted 11 months for you to grieve 11 months is your reprieve It’s not enough to turn around Dressed to kill that’s the only innocent Way to cope with the pain as the fear ferments Under the guise of your last heard argument You’d do anything for him Feed the roots of your love and his alibis After the chains we played in your suicide Feeling guilt is a half-bred battle cry But that’s close enough for you CHORUS I see for miles from the top of your steady course Holding out for the peace using lethal force Sitting in, spitting out what you can’t afford We won’t try this again Broken (Craig Bagby) I tried to love you with a broken heart I tried to hold you with broken arms I tried for everything but I only got part Of you Too many years of living day to day Too many chances that you gave Too many promises I never should have made To you What are you To do When I fall away Making the same mistakes I get so nervous that I’ll slip off track I’ve turned to salt from all my looking back It keeps me from ever getting the knack Of you You stand beside me as it all falls down I’ll find another daydream to follow around Someday I’ll be the talk of the town For you CHORUS Someday I’ll give you everything Someday not so far away. I wish that I could give you everything, everything Someday never seems to come its Always so far away I wish that I could give more than hope For someday CHORUS The Witching Hour (Austin Collins and Daniel Makins) Golden light you shut your eyes On the night that you caught fire Crawl in bed and tell me lies Before you close the door You’re surprised you changed your mind And ended up confused You begged him once and asked him twice Not to point his guns at you Don’t get on my softer side ‘Cause its already nine pm Call it quits but call me first ‘Cause the witching hour will begin Oh the witching hour will begin Legs to walk or brooms to fly The gift horse of your will Hearts of darkness empty skies You stop but can’t sit still Innocence self justified You pull at your own skin Strain to see the wrong from light Fortified from within CHORUS Look around its midnight now You stare into the sun Clinch your fists and cast your spells The damage has been done CHORUS Roses Are Black (Austin Collins) Laughs in the mirror, cries now and then Ten miles from home in the rain She’d like to call him but he’s always gone He’s fallen for something and not someone Dreams are like driving Hope is surreal Each time they kiss she knows just how he feels Not even close to what she wanted Reciprocation’s forgone She’s left with sounds on the road Roses are black Loving is dying for someone who doesn’t deserve Finders are keepers But losing will bring her to you Bring her to you Addicted to comfort with a heart that’s been hewn While the noise from the TV fights its way through her room It’s what quitting is to cancer you’ve got answers in spades But you go with what’s easy ‘cause it makes you feel safe CHORUS Some seats are still open but your glass is half full my dear Leaving is easy once you’ve decided to listen to what we both hear CHORUS Out Loud (Austin Collins) I wanna be your baby doll You’re so innocent and small I won’t fight you At least not out loud Crush my spirit in your nails I know exactly how this feels I won’t fight you At least not out loud I wanna call you from the bar Ask you where my car keys are You’ll dismiss me like you should Say it’s all for my own good And I won’t fight you I won’t fight you no ‘Cause you’re like a ghost to me Can’t be touched and can’t be seen So I won’t even try You held words as an excuse To try and force me to refuse I won’t fight you At least not out loud So hold me close and whisper too All the things you’d like to do Hold your hands and say your prayers ‘Cause you think someone will hear But there’s no answer There’s no answer So hold me close and whisper too All the things you’d like to do Hold your hands and say your prayers ‘Cause you think someone will hear But there’s no answer There’s no answer There’s no answer at least not out loud At least not out loud Got your questions, got your lines And I listened every time Got your mouth and mine’s in yours Put my guns back in the drawer ‘Cause I know better I should know better Bridge Street Lullaby (Austin Collins and Daniel Makins) I give you metallic license Spin your wheels until they cough Death’s got all its fingers hanging down like broken slats If I speak to you in metaphors And tongues that make you sing Will you drop the act of getting by and pray for shiny things But you tried to make it better And I tried to understand That night we walked across the bridge You held on to my hand I’ve got time to wait for you You crossed my mind a time or two I’m alright, you’re ok Close your eyes . . . babe I come home to you calling And you’re waiting by the phone The black and red passing signs forever pushing on Soot-colored window sills Solemn-covered views Accentuate the distance, darkening the hews Accents of your inflections We’re starving for the same Old feelings start and flutter Like your dress a picture frame CHORUS I wish it were as harmless As you wanted it to be Could justify the things I do Each night so I can sleep Unapology (Austin Collins) I wanted to, but I never needed you So I listed and put myself prone Love’s not a figure, but we settled the score And there always seems to be proof in what we owe (own) I was sorry But you wanted more God forgive me I’m not sorry anymore You wanted to, but you never needed me Forgetting those decisions you could make Today feels like yesterday, I never get past go I can’t walk on water, but you still fill the lakes CHORUS I said never again last night You’re sneaking in Losing faith just to jump for joy Since you can’t pretend I wanted happiness, but you never smiled You’re entitled to the grace that you won’t show So I’ll see you next time, if you can wait ‘til then Thoughts and expectations, - rumors & inside jokes CHORUS You Can’t Say This At Home (Austin Collins) You can’t say this at home Who watches from the sky It’s over on the interstate Your left making shadows Standing in the floodlights Mute reflections try to imitate Sound free Hands off society Just laugh and make your mark Trapped in your best intentions And blinded by the cause It’s a self-fulfilling motive Seen through the softest eyes Embedded in the common law CHORUS Evils and insurrections Inject into our minds Raise your hand without an arm Easier to offend you Than to hold my breath for days Dissents designed to keep you warm CHORUS Eight Dollar Thrills (Austin Collins) Eight dollars a thrill Do you wanna ride, do you wanna ride Your words were cut to fill Throw me to the side Stop saying you’re sorry Guilt is left to chance in your petty romances And be as quiet as you can Be as quiet as you can Put it all in your head It doesn’t make it right, It doesn’t make it right I know that you’re afraid Of noises in the night CHORUS Eight dollars a thrill Eight dollars a thrill Eight dollars a thrill Do you wanna ride I said I was sorry You kicked off the sheets When I whispered to you sweetly It never came that easy Having second thoughts about the way you ran Be as quiet as you can . . . Today (Austin Collins) Today I tried to kill you but it was only in my head His words have betrayed you so I kill myself instead Dear soul I lied to you I was only playing games But you did well to take the beatings that I gave Wake up crying every mornings the same Choke back the tears and play the waiting game Talk to your TV like its your best friend Go to bed so you can do it all over again Sitting on your hands it takes booze to make you move When help is only halfway from the things you shouldn’t do Today I tried to kill you but it was only in my mind Pills are so expensive so I kill myself this time CHORUS It’s the fallout that you fear So afraid you’ll disappear How long, how long have I been lied to again I can feel the shame of shadows in your gaze But I’m not wrong if you are Don’t wanna waste your time Today I tried to kill you but it was only in my mind CHORUS House Without Windows (Austin Collins) So this is war and I’ve never taken sides Of wrong or right or reason but I have tasted treason You just sit and let him sing songs to himself Hearts are beating faster you say life has its disasters I am a house without windows You inhale my lead-based dreams Scratch the walls and wait for answers But no one can hear you scream Without windows, without windows, without you Quiet words kill moments but one breath could save my soul You are so delighted with yourself and how you hide Artificial earnest efforts brought us peace But you still carved the path of stolen love to fill your needs CHORUS Goodbye Houston (Austin Collins) Goodbye Houston You lost your charm Just the other night When she asked you to stay to long You lost your cool Out in the parking lot Called me a fool Now no one’s looking up to you You should have thought of that before So we closed the bar Abusive and without your help You watched the news Deciding what was best for you You went too far Without going anywhere The rules have changed And you’ve created your own truth You should have thought of that before All the tilting autumn fences Last to know what time Leaning into your defenses Disappearing lines I guess you were the pretty one In your grade-school class Happy holidays for fun Just try and make it last Changing for grins Made you feel like a movie star The tread-worn sleeves And what you said behind the cars Open ‘til ten Dictated violently Can’t find a friend To show you what you’d rather see You should have thought of that before