Good people sick and tired of being pushed around, we call them kings but I see no crown. Tell me when you think we’ll just stand up - say enough is enough is enough. Enough, I’m saying.
John Butler Trio, Revolution
It’s the same everyday, put my hand on the small of your back as you take that long walk of shame. If I’m not watching, I’m not listening - it don’t mean I don’t love you; if I’m not walking, I’m not running so tell me I don’t love you.
The Heartbroken, Same Mood
And one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea, but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see.
Neutral Milk Hotel, In The Aeroplane Over The Sea
I came inside to be with you and we talked all night about everything we could imagine ‘cause come the morning I’ll be gone. And as our eyes start to close, I turn to you and I’ll let you know that I love you.
The Format, On Your Porch
Sit down and don’t ask questions, they never will believe in you again; lace up your favorite shoes and let the sunlight in ‘cause tomorrow we’re going driving right off that covered bridge.
Farewell Milwaukee, Coming ‘Round To Get You
I don’t think I’m ready to try to live another brand new life without you.
Venice Is Sinking, Undecided
The devil he wore such a fine, fine shirt and it stayed so clean while he dragged me through the dirt. Now honey, don’t trust anyone who looks you in the eye, don’t take any kindness - it’s a demand in disguise.
Deb Talan, Rocks And Water
Of all the things I never told you, this is the lump in my throat: no matter who had come a-callin’, I would have stayed with you.
Marla Hansen, Hollow And Bold
Back when we were kids, we swore we knew the future and our words would take us halfway ‘round the world, but I never left this town and you never saw New York and we ain’t ever crossed the sea. But I am fine with where I am now, this home is home and all that I need. But for you this place is shame, but you can blame me when there’s no one left to blame - I don’t mind.
Radical Face, Always Gold
Sometimes I get so lonely I forget what day it is, and how to spell my name.
Lars And The Real Girl