Texty: Park Ave.. All Boy Band.

One more set baby, you'll survive
Just play guitar, don't look them in the eye
They're all here to see you tonight
Such expectations impress the writers

All boy band, all boy attitude
Break your bass, will get them in the mood
If you want I will sing for you
Anything girl, anything girl

When every mouth that sings
Complains and honesty can be replaced
There are sadder things to say

I guess it's true, I look for it
A tragedy that's gonna fit the chorus
That I need more than anything

Is it happiness, is so impossible
That you can't touch it even when it's close to you
Or is it emptiness, is still so probable
That you're scared to even reach for it?

Is it happiness, is so impossible
That you can't touch it even when it's close to you
Or is it emptiness, is still so probable
That you're scared to even reach for it?

You can't pretend, is that what this is about?
The feeling's gone but the album just came out
And even though there is no meaning now
You can't stop singing, you can't stop singing

Well, here's the book
I stole it from all repeated and tired-tongued
There is still nothing to say

And I can say with confidence
There?s a hundred bands that sound like us
That's not what's important and it never was

It's the feeling that creeps in when it is late
And you pull the van to the side of the interstate
You lay on the roof, the stars hang above
And you wonder what they'd look like if you were in love

Well, tonight I am ecstatic
With the sounds of the amplifiers
Filling up the emptiness with distortion
I can tell the kid has been crying
He puts his mouth on a pacifier

A microphone, a memory, an emotion
Are those people at the bar, they look more like statues
Expressionless, they listen to the first band

And I'm looking for a pay phone, a familiar voice
I need someone who understands
I need someone who understands
I need someone who understands
That this isn't how I wanted it to be