Atlantic Aftermath

Expand Your Brocabulary Lyrics

Read back old love letters

I'm a heart attack, I'm a taste of bad weather

I sleep through the day with the best of intentions

I cancel my plans and she thinks that I meant it

I walk through the chasm in the valley of death

Reading notes to the nothings what a beautiful mess

And I don't know where they will find home

All of my friends write these songs about girls

I had dropped that shit six months ago when she brightened up my world

I have not the time for she loves me not bullshit

I'm sure she was really great man, but you'll get over it (Get over it! )

Sandlot friendly banter

It's spring again shit starts to matter

You lit a spark and burnt your mattress

You spilled your guts God knows that you meant it

I walk through the chasm in the valley of death

Reading notes to the nothings what a beautiful mess

And I don't know where they will find home

All of my friends write these songs about girls

I had dropped that shit six months ago when she brightened up my world

I have not the time for she loves me not bullshit

I'm sure she was really great man, but you'll get over it (Get over it! )

SB 1070 has ruined my life

Cuz the bands just stopped playing displaying human rights

And I don't have a voice in the business of fools

So just come back and play shows and save us from school