Where You Want To Be

Passed out in our school clothes so we'd wake up in our Sunday's best I never asked for your opinion, I just got it and I get it You move slow like daytime drama And I'm boring like his songs So while I'm taking you for granted We'll be humming along

Sad, small, sweet, so delicate We used to be this dying breed I got a bad feeling about this I got a bad feeling about this You kept still until the long drive home You slept safe and close to the window... I got a bad feeling about this I got a bad

We're gonna die like this you know miserable and old Really gotta hand it to you Really gotta hand it to you Are you positive Absolutely sure Well just get dressed, don't do this Just get dressed, don't do this Spend the night lit listening to miles

You've got to get better, Said, it's all in your head, We could live through these letters Or forget it altogether, See the months they don't matter Its the days I can't take When the hours move to minutes And I'm seconds away, Just ask the question

One-Eighty By Summer Come on just say it, You need me like a bad habit, One that leaves you defenseless, dependent, and alone. Come on just say it (Are you afraid to), You need me like a bad habit (Say what you want to, tell me you want to), One that

So, scream I heard about your message, And how it reeked of your indifference, It bleeds horizontal straight from your wrist. (So scream louder now) I'm bound to come around about (Bound to come around) But can't you, can't you feel it rolling off yo

Where You Want To Be - Emma-Lee I shot the sky you shot the trees She wrote a song he cured a disease The radio on, he hummed along The battle was won the doctor was pleased I won't settle no not a little bit You don't get me I'm not the type to quit