14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
And I've got toothpicks in my eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
And I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
Toothpicks pry open eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
Alkaline Trio - Keep em Coming Lyrics
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14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
And I've got toothpicks in my eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
And I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
Toothpicks pry open eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
And I've got toothpicks in my eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
And I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
Toothpicks pry open eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him
14 hours unfed - I spent the last cents in my head
They're worth much less than pennies now
Food for one thought shared with a crowd
I've got a painting in my head
A deeper blue bled thicker red
More red than Bloody Marys coast to coast
I hate flying I said - that's what I said
Sad, sorry excuse
Just like everything that made her smile
And everything I use
I won't go back to the way it was
I'm now huffing gas and sniffing paint,
To take away this buzz that I call you
Writer: DANIEL MICHAEL ANDRIANO, DEREK R. GRANT, MATTHEW THOMAS SKIBA
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC