S​/​T EP

by City Mouse

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released April 1, 2004

All Songs Miski Dee Rodriguez BMI

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Track Name: Independence Day
I said goodnight for the last time
While you were dreaming
I woke up this morning
And I cut myself breathing
Today I find out how much you mean to me
But I still won't miss you
I still don't know how to be back home
Independence Day means I'm all alone
I don't think I'll be able to sleep at night
But I still won't miss you
I don't think you love me
I don't think you ever did
You just wanted me around
To make you feel like someone really cared
Track Name: Bonita
When you looked down at me I knew you were not mine
And I was sorry that I fell into my own lies
I know you'll never feel the same way about me
I wish that I could walk away that easy
A proper fool I played for you
But now it's I who
Has to move on, get lost or stay and watch you - oh no
They say that things like this just take a little time
I say it took away the best thing in my life
Bonita's Crying
Because you lied
And now for sure I know the rules because of you
I won't be coming for my stuff anytime soon
I forget that when it's cold it's never cool
If there's a place in hell for me it's next to you
I don't know why you'd start to cry
When it's I
Whose chest is caving in
Who's left behind
Don't you think that if it hurts it could be wrong
Another day, another boy, another song
Bonita's crying
Because you lied
Track Name: The Journal
I got this invitation in the mail today
You must have really gone
Out of your way yeah
Did you even think that I would go
After so many years of putting up with your show
I thought I drew a line in the sand one day
Thank you very much for a sweet birthday
You wrote about it in your diary
How soft and firm her skin was
I lost it all to you on page 13
You fell in love with me on 17
I turned to 21 and hit the floor
On page 23 I realized you're a whore
All I could tell you on the telephone
Was "Say it ain't so Serpico"
Is there anything else I said
Or maybe something I haven't read
I knew I drew a line in the sand one day
Get your little girl out of my way
You wrote down all the ways I couldn't compare
With her big blue eyes and her long blonde hair
Track Name: 401(K)
Well I know I'm not a blundering
Idiot as you can see
I've done what you've expected of me
I'm platitude and gratitude
Without a fucking attitude
I'm anything you want me to be
I'm dead already
Throw away my 401 K
I know I've got everything but
I'll trade it for anything
I'm ready to be homeless and free
I think I'll leave my neighborhood
And be a hippy in the woods
I'm gonna live under a tree
I'm trading in retirement
For a 40 and a cigarette
There'll be no insurance for me
I'm dead already
Throw away my 401 K
I know I've got everything but
I'll trade it for anything
I'm ready to be homeless and free
I don't need no 401 K
I lost my fucking job today
I don't need it
I don't need it...
It's time to pack up...
I'm dead already
Throw away my 401 K
I know I've got everything but
I'll trade it for anything
I'm ready to be homeless and free
I know it's hard sometimes
To stay between the lines
Just when you think you're doing fine
Monday's just a day away
OKAY
Monday's just a day away
Track Name: Bad Weather
I remember times we had
Some were good
but some of them could have been better
Now I'm left here all alone
with just your skull and your bones and this letter
Across the ocean you are free
But it's too late for you and too much for me too handle
There used to be a little sunshine here
But now it just rains and rains
And it's cold
And it's dark
But it's nothing compared to my heart
You can travel around the world
You can find another girl
Who can hold your hand
And not understand
When there's nothing to be said
She can find another bed
Where you're not sleeping
You can let her down easy
With the sleazy look that only you can deliver
There used to be a little sunshine here
But now it just rains and rains
And it's dark
And it's cold
But my heart is set on go
One year to the day I was ready to play again
But the game remains the same
God you make it so easy
Get out, Go home
Before I get you alone
I don't want to say no
But I'll never forget the way you let me go
There used to be a little sunshine here
But now it just rains and rains
And it's cold
And it's dark
But it's nothing compared to my heart
Track Name: Instamatic Suicide
Lying here by myself
With a picture of your ex-girlfriend
Do you find it disconcerting
That she left for someone else just like you
Do you want to find out
What she's up to now
Is she happy ever after
Or if she's miserable
Would that make it forgivable
Get my best side
Take your best shot as I
Cock my head and smile and wave goodbye
Take my advice
Instamatic suicide
You lost it when she smiled and waved goodbye
And I'll tell you something else
You may have told yourself
You'll always have an ex-girlfriend but
Maybe not any new friends baby
Do you have what it takes
To give your heart a heart break
Let it go it's own way
You'll find it home before you know it
Get my best side
Take your best shot as I
Cock my head and smile and wave goodbye
Take my advice
Instamatic suicide
You lost it when she smiled and waved goodbye
Don't pick up the phone
It's time to go it alone
Don't try to keep it together baby
Nothing lasts forever baby
Get my best side...
Track Name: Mariposa Venenosa
What's going on in your head?
Yr so mean. Yr so mean.
You better be, better be ready if you play with me.
Back yourself up little miss scene queen, miss scene queen
I've got a one up on yr little hate machine.
You better watch yr back babe.
What big ears you have.
What a twisted mouth.
Look how ugly you are playing telephone with yourself.
What big eyes you have.
They're bigger than your heart.
You'll never never have it if you never never had it from the start.

Quida No te quemes las antenas Mariposa
Quida No te quemes las antenas Venenosa

What's going on in your head?
Yr so mean. Yr so mean.
You better be, better be ready if you play with me.
Back yourself up little miss scene queen, miss scene queen
I've got a one up on yr little hate machine.
You better watch yr back babe.
What big teeth you have.
I can hear them ch-ch-ch-chattering
Wind her up, wind her up, wind her up
It doesn't matter
Do you wanna dance my darling?
Do you wanna sing?
I can tell you there's something missing, miss scene queen

Quida No te quemes las antenas Mariposa
Quida No te quemes las antenas Venenosa