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silent friction-the thought that counts

all lyrics by matthew bell

 

fathers, hide your daughters

 

woah i think it's time i let her know

this has been going on for far too long

and it's wrong for her to keep on wasting tears

as the months turn into years

will she look back at a wasted life with him?

 

she's falling in the faultline

breaking to the punchline

dancing through the landmines

everything's wrong

and i always thought her

love was treading water

fathers, hide your daughters

we're coming on strong

and it's pissing off your boyfriend

 

flexing pecks, he's decked in

pennyloafers, sweater vests,

he's coming over, though her letter said that they were through

i don't think that he can even read

now i'm grinning in her room just thinking of her eyes and smile

i'd love to love her

when i make my move i'll smile and know that she's the only one i'll ever need

and that i'm pissing off her boyfriend

 

woah i think that everybody knows

that there's trouble in paradise tonight

i wish that i could see his face

when he pulls up to her place

and sees two figures in the window

getting it on

 

sleeping with the fishes

 

in the winter of our discontent

she placed her feet in wet cement

it hardened quickly, and so did she

she left the bridge in record time

now waterlogged i think she'll find

it's better to be on the floor of the sea

 

she's falling faster, i can't catch my breath

splash in the water

 

all my love and my best wishes

beautiful dreams as she sleeps with the fishes

she's fallen from above and i'm drowning in her love

and from the bridge i blow her kisses

all the sharks think she's delicious

she's better off somehow

sleeping with the fishes now

 

all in all it's not that bad

she always like seafood and now she's at

an all-you-can-eat buffet, forever

and she always liked scuba diving

but ocean life's about surviving

so i'm sad to say that my baby's bait today

 

until you come home

 

don't breathe, you're too close to me

and we've come too far

it seems that you cling to me when itís popular

but back when you held on for life

it didnít seem to feel so wrong

 

and it's a reoccurring dream where

you're much further than you seem

 

and i'll be waiting around until you come home

calculating the sounds of a metronome

i'll be quietly dying all alone

until you come home

until you come home

 

miss me when you see the stars wherever you are

and know that i see them too even though weíre far away

from where we both belong, lost in each others arms

 

trembling decisions

 

there you go again, trembling decisions

it's what you always needed

and it hurts how much i miss you.

i just wanna see you smile beneath that veil

 

and it feels like i'm never gonna know

what it is i need and

where does all this go? oh no

 

and is it wrong to be holding on forever?

i'd just rather hold on then let go

so here's a song to apologize for leaving things this way

with the place i put you in and the things i couldn't say

 

but you know whatever happens,

you've got a friend in me

 

luvsick

 

this still-life aesthetic majesty of

clandestine magnetic poetry

with four short poems from the girl who stole my heart

 

and every line i write declares itís true

that i only feel ok when i'm with you

as subtle melodies describe the way it feels to feel alive

 

and i'm luvsick, sick of all the bullshit

i just wanna be with you until the sky falls

down, i'm luvsick in fantastic conflict,

the one i wanna be with will always be you.

but you just don't know what you put me through

 

this scene from darkroom photography

where you're lying forever next to me

it's undeveloped but it's still a masterpiece to me

 

i'm dying for a taste of you

i'd rather waste away with you

we'll leave these complications in the rear-view mirror

i'm holding on to everything

the honest song i couldn't sing

i wish that i could play it

just one time for you

 

nothing lasts forever

 

pop rocks and ecstasy

a cigarette or pcp

it's all the same to me

she rocks debauchery

counts her boyfriends like calories

a blonde catastrophe

 

and in her eyes she brings the pain

 

you and me together

nothing lasts forever

you think you're so clever?

figured it all out right? whatever.

 

sad smiles and a long goodbye

a tired drive under the midnight sky

a feeling loved and lost

another girl in the pouring rain

i'm all alone but i feel no pain

i'm numb at any cost

 

her hedonistic daze is no place for romance

trance-like encounters that sound like break dancing

house beats and jungle, drum and bass

the party starts when she walks in the room

she's got her skirt hiked up and her hair let down

i catch her eye for a second then i lose her in the crowd

with the loud house music making conversation futile

it's her body language speaking in tongues

 

all fall down

 

and the first time that i saw her

i was held there underwater

holding oceans of emotions

deep beneath the undertow

and i knew then as i pondered

all the game that i had squandered

she had played me like parcheesi

she beat me at my own game

 

shake shimmer and it makes no sound

quick shiver and we all fall down

oh how i wonder who you are

blood sugar and a shining star

one shudder at a passing car

we've danced on eggshells until now

as we all fall down

 

and the next time that i saw her

i had tried a little harder

her attention, my obsession

leaving flowers on her car

got the number to her cellphone

caught a ballgame, smoked some home-grown

in my bedroom breathing perfume

as we wished upon a star

 

and the last time that i saw her

i knew that i shouldn't bother

she had hurt me like the others

like she said she'd never do

and my love was given and taken for granted

i gave her everything

she wouldn't have it

this story's ending is easy to see...

how could you do this to me?

 

 

menagerie of memories

 

i was down with another cinderella love story about a girl and a boy who was lonely, stoned, exhausted by tales of his previous glory and yes, she was in town but preparations still had to be made, plans that faded, passed and delayed, back in high school

when life was like fresh lemonade

as i slowly watched these feelings quite remaining unrequited as she slowly closed her eyes and stood there shivering in silence but she stayed for the night and she canceled her flight.

i know your life hurts girl but i'd like to make it right

 

and i already miss you

and you're not even gone

but it's not even an issue

but it's been tearing me apart

tearing me apart now

 

watching her sleep, the secrets i keep

menagerie, menagerie

 

breaking down, a subtle sequel to our story, laced with pentatonic decadence

and dynamic auditory changes

as she boards an aeroplane to charleston never looking back at everything behind her memories that still remind her of the best times shadowed by the worst time to be on an airline taking her away from

home and yeah, i've seen that frowning face before, i've given everything before

i've given everything

and watched it slip away

 

and it's 547 miles to charleston

547 miles to home and i'm dreaming, dreaming of a chance to tell her

just to tell her

what she's always known

 

the words by heart

 

it makes her paranoid, me and my polaroid

i try to catch her without makeup

she's into cars and things

cell phones and xanadrine

it's gonna cost me when we break up

 

but she says she knows the words by heart

that i make up as i go

and she says she's got it figured out

but i don't think she knows the words by heart

 

she speaks in beats and things

mixtapes and magazines

it's her beatitude she's spending

she's smiling and naive

she just wants to believe

this story has a happy ending

 

say what you mean and please mean what you say

it's the same in the end if the end is ok

proving yourself isn't the hardest part

it's proving that you really know the words by heart

 

jailbait

 

she writes me poetry, she brings me groceries

she doesn't notice me except when i'm on stage

and i guess by and large she is the one in charge

she's always got her eye on me

she goes to private school, she doesnít follow rules

she likes to think she's cool but she's not crescent fresh

because her fake id, i think it lied to me

and now i feel like i'm on trial

 

and she's only 17

and i don't know what she means

when she talks about prom

 

she's jailbait

taunting me with her eyes

can't she see it's not right

or at least it's not right now

 

she's decked in plaid and pink, hangs at the roller rink

and yeah i really think she's got a dirty mind

i buy her cigarettes and make her mix cassettes

and i have no regrets and soon i think she'll find that

 

it's such an awkward age

below the drinking age

she's sneaking in the club

 

oh my god its getting old

buying beer for seventeen seventeen-year-olds

and oh my god iím getting old

when she looks like 25

sheís barely old enough to drive

 

feels like i've lost control of sex drugs and rock n roll

my one and only goal is to keep moving

 

burning in the burgundy

 

you made me everything i am today

terrified, bored and lonely, desperate

manic depressive, one static character in the background

panicking, hysterical, scared to be alone

 

broken at the core afraid of whats in store

 

it's you and me, bleeding with apologies

even when we disagree

we're burning in the burgundy

 

feels like i'm melting in the sun today

and for the record, everything is not ok

this polyester shirt just tends to irritate

like how your vicious messages accumulate

 

you've left me terrified

i hope you're satisfied

 

through all of your hypocrisy you don't know what you meant to me

a wasted opportunity we're burning in the burgundy

 

fallout

 

she used to be my best friend

but then she got a boyfriend

and now we only pretend

and we used to wanna hang out

but now they only make out

it's time for us to fallout

 

and when i think about the times we've had

i just get so sad because i miss the way things were

 

what happened to my best friends?

they've faded from existence

cause they're all about their girlfriends

and if i was a female

maybe they'd have been there

when i really needed them

 

and when i think about the times we've shared

i just get so scared that you forgot the way things were

 

mausoleums

 

it's you and me in mausoleums

counting tags on toes and wondering when we'll push the roses up

and these complaints are patent pending

when you get so damn condescending

and i just cannot be with you

when you talk like i am not here

 

and she's got scars that

show where she's been

i just want to be alone

 

i saw you in my dreams

i need to believe you

i've found you, i drown you in an immersion of

my everything that touches you and makes you feel alive

 

in my teenage years, invincible years

getting young girls numbers just to steal their boyfriends thunder

and i never thought i'd be beneath

the grayest clouds with tongue-in-cheek

handwritten books of poetry wondering why the grass was greener when

 

we thought that we were perfect

we were in the clear

 

until you find out what you need

i'll be waiting here to bleed

cause every drop of blood reminds me that iím still alive

and when you close your eyes to sleep

i hope that i'm still in your dreams

cause every nightmare tells that

this might be your last mistake now

 

written of a secret (lonely in love)

 

i wrote a letter saying what i couldn't say

it's all the better that i just threw it away

i can't forget her even though i never try to shake her image

from the corner of my eye

 

really, are you listening?

 

it seems i'm only lonely in love

with desperate letters that were written of a secret you canít keep

 

and next september when you're leaving me for good

you'll disappear the way i always knew you would

with no pretensions and not a one regret despite persuasions

that i hope you don't forget

 

really, are you listening?

 

my cardigan sweater is braving the weather

she's subtle, endearing

she just keeps disappearing

three valiums and counting

i feel the tension mounting

i'm drowsy and driving

head on against the guardrail

 

halfway (hidden track)

 

she did honor to the ones before her

struggling along

ignoring the disparaging remarks

meticulous in industry and tired to the bone

a minnow in seas copious with sharks

she said that she was happy as a lark

 

making notes and anecdotes for time that had escaped

pondering the final words he said

dictating the letters onto small audio tapes

she wondered if heíd smile when she was dead

the color of the words were china red

 

and everybody knows

youíre afraid to go away

but at this point you should know

you canít afford to go halfway

 

his condescension failed to mention

her christ-like appeal

her salvation treated as debris

cause nothing says ďi love youĒ

like avoiding the ordeal

trade away the serendipity

these days nobody believes in destiny