Where It Ends Leftovers
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Unlike the last leftovers, there really isn’t much to say about these lyrics.
Despite writing a ton of material for Where It Ends, it’s pretty slim pickings. Everything either ended up in the main group of lyrics itself or was so mind-numbingly awful that I couldn’t release it here. Maybe some of it will end up in the Fireteddy National Library if I’m feeling generous, but who knows? It’s definitely not a priority. (Trust me, I’d just be documenting it for prosperity’s sake.)
Anyway, the only thing of note is that writing sessions for Where It Ends overlapped slightly with Sorry For The Mess. Take Them Back was actually written during the home stretch of the previous group’s completion. As a result, it slid in here and was also the first thing that felt like a new project.
As for the rest? Well, the fact that I forgot two of them existed should tell you something. Still, I think that Remaining Desperation is the only thing I’d call weak. Heartbroken is one of my favourite leftovers and the others are pretty good too!
Lyrics Content
03. Take Them Back
04. Feelings Change
05. Heartbroken
Remaining Desperation
Screws are loose inside my head
Somehow I feel like I’ve been dead
For years and I’ve not disappeared
But I don’t know what keeps me here
Maybe hope or maybe love
Since I can’t seem to get enough
I’ve gotta say that I’ve been dazed
But maybe this is just a phase
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What’s the point in fighting it?
What’s the point in fighting it?
I’m in doubt for what I know
For when I come, it’s time to go
I can’t wait or concentrate
So maybe I’ll just deviate
I’ll write a draft of all my plans
Where I improvise my new demands
Oh I can make it ’til I break
But he who’s lost will hesitate
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What’s the point in fighting it?
What’s the point in fighting it?
There’s no getting out of this
This apathy ain’t hit or miss
I really don’t have time to say
That I never wanted things this way
Defections left now to betray
To measure our decay
Squeaky wheel will get the girl
And the crazy few still run the world
What’s the point in fighting it?
What’s the point in fighting it?
What’s the point in fighting it?
Can you help me get away?
Mirroring The Past
Cautious are the doubters
But I’m somewhere in between
Maybe I’m just jaded now
Still a cynic for these dreams
It’s crazy now to say it
But the secret’ seems so loud
If there’s a message, please relay it
Because I just can’t drown you out
It’s not that I’m not confident this time
It’s just the past has always been unkind
Oh can I really risk a friendship lost?
I guess I’m tired of living with the cost
We’re forced into decisions
But I don’t even have a voice
The cautious need precision now
While the selfish have no choice
It’s harder now to feel it
When I don’t know what I want
If there’s a message, don’t conceal it
Inside the silence it will flaunt
It’s not that I’m not confident this time
It’s just the past has always been unkind
Oh can I really risk a friendship lost?
I guess I’m tired of living with the cost
They all come back to find me here
Bound in thought to disappear
Tortured with my hopes and fears
Mirroring the past again
Mirroring the past again
It’s not that I’m not confident this time
It’s just the past has always been unkind
Oh can I really risk a friendship lost?
I guess I’m tired of living with the cost
I guess I’m tired of living with the cost
Take Them Back
Everyone wants someone else
It’s not that bad, it’s just as well
I’ve held on but now she’s gone
So I’ll go on like nothing’s wrong
All these things that slowly die
When life’s too short for suicide
It’s spent on those who can’t confide
Or on fractured hearts instead
Like a bullet to the head
Like a bullet to the head
Lost the game, no time was left
Words stayed still for secrets kept
With nothing much, no human touch
This hope was just a fucking crutch
It’s something I can’t figure out
They’ve all moved on with someone else
I’d write it down but I can’t spell
You can’t dwell on what you’ve read
Like a bullet to the head
Like a bullet to the head
If everything was meant to crack
I’d find the words and take them back
Right now it seems we’ve been attacked
And there’s no time to react
There’s no time to react
Love is like a ransom trick
It comes and goes to make you sick
Coming fast to make it quick
While everyone’s misled
Like a bullet to the head
Like a bullet to the head
Like a bullet to the head
I don’t know what she said
Feelings Change
Sunlight marked the last time
We’d be laying here like this
But it served as a reminder
For the things I’ll never miss
We might have had some good times
But it’s really not so bad
It’s not like I’m addicted
To the one thing I can’t have
You keep me safe and warm
So it’s really not so strange
You keep me safe and warm
And feelings change
She said feelings always change
Heartbroken
Remember a time when time stood still
Where our mock reality would remain unfilled
A hopeless time for nothing else
No reasoning rhymes or calls for help
In the fire, it came and went
Now I’m spent, I’m spent
Slipping off and out of focus
The words remain to stay unspoken
But I’m not myself, I’m just heartbroken
Remember a time where time was gold
Where I fit inside the prize fighter’s mould
There’s starvation now for something more
A lingering doubt that I can’t ignore
In the clouds, without a trace
Lost in space, in space
Slipping off and out of focus
The words remain to stay unspoken
But I’m not myself, I’m just heartbroken
Don’t you worry ’bout a single thing
I’ll surface soon and I’ll be breathing
Don’t you think to stop and stare
Another night and I’ll be there
Another night and I’ll be
Slipping off and out of focus
The words remain to stay unspoken
But I’m not myself, I’m just heartbroken
I’m not myself, I’m just heartbroken