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Portraits*

I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say
I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away
And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up

Lying on the beach, the middle of December
I’m thinking you’re too cool to even remember
My face, my hair, my eyes, my lips, and my name, hmm
Lighting up that clove, your confidence is what I want
I say a lot, I’m loud ’cause maybe you’re the one
Your hair, your eyes, your lips, and your name, hmm, baby

I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say
I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away
And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up

Oh baby, I’ll shut up
Oh baby, I’ll shut up
Oh baby, I’ll shut up
(Oh baby, I’ll shut up)

You dress in all black, the middle of the summer
You’re smoother than you think, you rock that Alex Turner
Your style, your arms, wrapped in leather, makes me want you forever (Oh, oh)
But I cannot break this habit, pure anxiety
Stuck here searching for some words that you might need
Maybe you don’t need them, it’s not what we’re about
And maybe I’ll just slow it down, down, down, down, down

I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say
I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away
And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much
So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up

Oh baby, I’ll shut up
Oh baby, I’ll shut up
Oh baby, I’ll shut up
(Oh baby, I’ll shut up)

Bleed You Still

I don’t even understand
How I can find someone again
People say just start as friends
But it ain’t easy to pretend, oh

I’m living cigarettes on cigarettes
Some nights that I, I just forget
Those silhouettes of my regrets and my pride
I’m wanting chemistry on chemistry
That fucking vibe I can’t believe
Think you could be that remedy I can’t find

You’ll be the right to all my wrongs
I’ll be the one to keep you strong
Even when all the love gets drawn
I’ll bleed you still
You’ll be the oxygen I breathe
Under the covers if you need
Even if all your loving leaves
I’ll bleed you still, I will

You turn my weaknesses, my sins
Into fictions, into myths
Got me saying all this shit
Shit I thought I never meant, ooh

‘Cause I love those cigarettes on cigarettes
Those nights that I just forget
Those silhouettes of my regrets and my pride
I’m wanting chemistry on chemistry
That fucking vibe I can’t believe
Think you could be that remedy I can’t find

You’ll be the right to all my wrongs
I’ll be the one to keep you strong
Even when all the love gets drawn
I’ll bleed you still
You’ll be the oxygen I breathe
Under the covers if you need
Even if all your loving leaves
I’ll bleed you still, I will

I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you still
I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you (Ooh)
I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you still
I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you (Oh, no no)
I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you still
I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you

Yours*

I’m holding onto every word that you last said to me
Hear your emotion and how everything to you was uneasy, oh

All these hours between us, they mean nothing
I’ll be back to you one day, one day
And all these miles between us, they mean nothing
Oh, I promise we’re okay, we’re okay now

2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature
I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you
I’m yours, I’m yours

Remember that night out in my car
When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars?
Still yours, still yours

No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours
Given the way you make me feel, I want you more
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours

I’m hoping that you’ll hear me when I say I need you around
‘Cause life’s so busy, babe
You keep me up, I’m never coming down, oh yeah, hey

And all these towns between us, they mean nothing
I’ll be back to you one day, one day
And all these roads between us, they mean nothing
Oh, I promise we’re okay, we’re okay

2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature
I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you
I’m yours, I’m yours

Remember that night out in my car
When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars?
Still yours, still yours

No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours
Given the way you make me feel, I want you more
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours

I know it’s how you’re feeling
I’m here, I’m never leaving
I’m yours, I’m yours
I know it’s how you’re feeling
I’m here, I’m never leaving
I’m yours, I’m yours (Oh, I’m yours)

No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours
Given the way you make me feel, I want you more
If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours

2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature
I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you
I’m yours, I’m yours

Remember that night out in my car
When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars?
Still yours, still yours

Plains

One of the first gigs I ever played, out of all places, was at my brother’s fraternity house in Norman for some philanthropy event. And, you see, my 12 year old self at the time decided to go on stage and intro one of the ballads by saying, “This is for all the people who have fucked me over.” At 12 years old, I can only imagine how long that list was. And after the show, my mom pulled me aside with, like, true Catholic anger in her eyes, red in the face, you know, whole nine yards. And she said, “Listen, men don’t talk like that, boys do, and I’m raising you to be a man.” And of course she was right and I think I hated most that I disappointed her. She stopped smoking the year I was born, but any time I think of that story, I always picture her with a Virginia Slim in her hand. It was her favorite smoke.
West Texas

I can see the sky for miles, I can see that time so clear
When you told me “forever” was a word that I should not fear
I can see you driving and smoking, Virginia Slims on the dash
On that day I was crying, you stopped the car, looked back
You said

“Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man”

I can see that house in the summer, baseball in the yard
And when my knees got bloody, you told me keep playing hard
I remember mass on Sundays, collared up to the ten
You were so damn faithful, even if it all was a mess
And in those years that we weren’t speaking
When I was drinking for some meaning
You called me on the phone and then you said, hey

“Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man”

“You better be a good man”

And it’s so hard to imagine what I’ll do without you here
As you gaze your eyes towards mine, tell me to wipe away those tears
You say Jesus loves you, always will, no matter what you did
And in that moment, I’m a kid again
You said

“Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City
Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different
No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin
I hope you will understand
When I leave, you better be a good man”

“You better be a good man”

White Roses

White roses on a pastel sky
Broken vows on our lips run dry
I see you out with your friends, you smile
It’s funny how that goes, I haven’t slept in a while

I never saw it coming
I thought we had it all
I feel you in those moments
Those nights, held in your arms

Darling, be careful with me
‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know
Darling, be gentle with me
When you tell me that you need to go
And if you should miss me, don’t call me
Don’t tell me, just leave me alone
Because you cut me wide open
Left teardrops on all my white roses
‘Cause you cut me wide open
Left teardrops on all my white roses

Same places on a Friday night
Holding glances, but we’re tongue tied
I’m with my friends, and it’s hard to smile
It’s crazy how that feels, I haven’t slept in a while

I never saw it coming
I thought we had it all
I feel you in those moments
Those nights, held in your arms

Darling, be careful with me
‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know
Darling, be gentle with me
When you tell me that you need to go
And if you should miss me, don’t call me
Don’t tell me, just leave me alone
Because you cut me wide open
Left teardrops on all my white roses
‘Cause you cut me wide open
Left teardrops on all my white roses

I want to believe that maybe it’s just emotion
But I cannot see my life without you, those moments
So wild and free, blinded by love, devoted
But now it’s just me, unspoken words, white roses

Darling, be careful with me
‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know
Darling, be gentle with me
When you tell me that you need to go
And if you should miss me, don’t call me
Don’t tell me, just leave me alone
Because you cut me wide open
Left teardrops on all my white roses

Lights

[A conversation]
Greyson: What’s the best strip club in Vegas?
Women: The big, the largest now is Hustler ’cause they have three floors …
Greyson: Okay, okay
Women: … two floors of ladies and one floor full of Chippendale’s
Greyson: Wow, alright, alright
Women: Yes, a little Cuban over there I wanna go see
I always send the ladies to him, “Go find the Cuban guy over there, he wanna give you a lap dance”
Black on Black

I think I’ve seen you before
On a poster that I hung on my door
I always wanted just to see a little more
Now you’re lying next to me on my floor, hmm

I’m on some ’90s shit, lime and a vodka kick
Just like I’m cool enough for you

I love the way you wear that black on black
Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that
With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack
Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black
Take it off like that

Let’s stay here for a while
You’ll snap some Polaroids ’cause, boy, that’s your style
You’ll tell me that you want to see a little more
We end up back down on the floor, hey

I’m on some ’90s shit, lime and a vodka kick
Just like I’m cool enough for you
(Feel like I’m cool enough for you)

I love the way you wear that black on black
Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that (No, yeah)
With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack (It’s heart attack)
Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black
Take it off like that
Like that
Take it off like that

California kid, you’re a nasty punk
Smoking them cigs, smoking all them blunts
M6 riding and you got that cash
Rock that black on black on black
California kid, you’re a fucking sleeze
But damn, boy, you got me fucking on my knees
M6 riding, making out in the back
Rock that black on black on black

I love the way you wear that black on black (Oh)
Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that (Oh, talk to me like that)
With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack (It’s heart attack)
Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black (Oh)

California kid, you’re a nasty punk
Smoking them cigs, smoking all them blunts
M6 riding and you got that cash
Rock that black on black on black
California kid, you’re a fucking sleeze
But damn, boy, you got me fucking on my knees
M6 riding, making out in the back
Rock that black on black on black
Hey, rock that black on black on black
Mmm, rock that black on black on black
I always send the ladies to him, “Go find the Cuban guy over there, he wanna give you a lap dance”

Seasons Nineteen

Stalled in the mid’ of my street
I’m needing some clarity
And I carve the radio to find a song like you, like you

Oh no, I’m not looking back to rewrite our story’s past
I gave up years ago
And as guarded as I am, I’ve got things I’ve left unsaid
I’m not a kid

I’m living in the shade of my mind
I just stop for a second, and baby, I reason
I move forward like the seasons

That season ends, then another begins
I’m still chasing me, finding who I am
I am 21, feel like I’m over and done
Most days I’ve lost, some nights I’ve won
No drug that can change me, no one who can make me
I made myself and I should know that well
That night off 44, thought it was the end
I wish he would love me in the way that I loved him

I’m not looking back to rewrite my fucking past
I gave up years ago
And as guarded as I am, I’ve got things I’ve left unsaid
I’m not a kid

I’m living in the shade of my mind
I just stop for a second, and baby, I reason
I move forward like the seasons

I move forward like the seasons

Oh, and I move forward like the seasons
Forward like the seasons
Forward like the seasons
Forward, forward
I move forward like the seasons
Forward like the seasons
Forward like the seasons
Forward, forward, forward

Timekeeper*

Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor
Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can’t afford
No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your demeanor
And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your timekeeper
’Cause I want you more, more, more

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
More, more, more
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby

Show you that first date at the ramen place
When I picked you up late, we were happy that day
You told me ’bout your family, how they hate all your decisions
But you never felt it heavy, and you still had vision
Show you that first night when we just had sex
When your eyes rolled back to the back of your head
But now you’re so damn mean, is it a cultural thing?
Guess that you forgot that night when you called me a dream, heavy

And you cannot even tell me what’s the reason
But you’re addicted to a loneliness, that feeling
(Those flowers didn’t help, huh?)
You say it’s in your head, you blamed the seasons
(Shit, I hate this cold, too)
But you’re addicted to a sadness, to that feeling

(Whatever, just stay on your phone)

Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor
Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can’t afford
No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your demeanor
And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your timekeeper
‘Cause I want you more, more, more

Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby (I want you)
More, more, more
Ooh, ooh, baby (Oh)
Ooh, ooh, baby

Show you that first fight at Hodges Bend
When we talked it all out, sealed it up in a kiss
But then you had another drink, said you could not feel it
‘Til you threw that glass at me, when you saw I looked at him (Fuck)
Jealousy is quite a bitch, and you thought that I was joking when I offered the hitch
I don’t need all the memories to know we’re A-team
And if you can’t see that, then fucking leave, babe

You can’t even tell me what’s the reason
(Goodbye, RK)
But you’re addicted to a loneliness, that feeling
(Guess I’ll see you another day)
You say it’s in your head, you blamed the seasons
(And to RB, too)

But you’re addicted to a sadness, to that feeling
(Just keep that focus on you)

Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor
Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can’t afford
No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your demeanor
And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your timekeeper
‘Cause I want you more, more, more
Mmm, baby, I want you more

Stand

You’ve got heart and it’s painted on you
And I can see all the false yous
I see through all that they do
And I’m brave when my words are curving
But I don’t see me in my eyes anymore
Haven’t seen him since that turn

I cannot move in forever, I stand
On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man
How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t
No I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand
No, I can hardly stand

I’ve got soul, but it’s weak, it’s aching
For I’ve been burnt one too many times
Haven’t said the right lines
So I smile and say you make me happy
But don’t think there’s length to my subtlety
I’ve been dying for some sleep

I cannot move in forever, I stand
On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man
How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t
No, I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand
No, I can hardly stand

I live and I learn and I try to pretend
That one day, I might be wiser than my sins
I live and I learn, let the hope sink in
That one day, I might be wiser than my sin, than my sin
Than my sin

I cannot move in forever, I stand
On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man
How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t
No, I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand
No, I can hardly stand

Lakeshore

There you are so gracefully, putting on a show
Speaking into silence and you’ve bottled up your cold
Take me to a foreign place, one without a turn
I’m thinking ’bout the future as we hold the lakeshore

And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go
And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go

Said you had your soulmate, how’s that looking now?
Collared up your neck, with him, you left that frown
Take me to a quiet place, one without a turn
We’ll talk about the future as we hold the lakeshore

And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go
And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go

And if that fire’s to fade, I won’t leave you in the blue
And if that feeling dies, don’t lose sight, you felt it, too
You say it’s rapture now, I don’t like feeling so used
And when those choirs fade, I’ll keep standing up for you

And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go (I don’t wanna go home)
And I don’t wanna go home
I don’t wanna go

Oh, I don’t wanna go home, home, home

All lyric explanations (annotations/highlighted text) are from Genius – Officially annotated by Greyson.



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