Track Listing for "Stop Hitting Yourself"

1. The Other Side
2. San Simeon
3. Tongue in Cheek
4. Stop Hitting Yourself
5. Phillips Head
6. Weekend
7. Connecticut
8. Something Wrong
9. Volunteer Firefighter
10. English Eye
11. Silhouette

Lyrics for "Stop Hitting Yourself"

The Other Side

I believe in chords you’re leaving me
Not another choice this evening
I belong on the other side

Facing every door feet floor eyes glistening
You’re not the only one who’s missing him
I belong on the other side

Waving goodbye
On the other side
I’ll be just fine on the other side
Waving goodbye
On the other side
I’ll be just fine, just fine

You can’t hold me for ransom


San Simeon

Last night you slept in a castle
A lily white shade of life with no hassle
You ship it in and then we push push push it up
To force on an architect and make it her life’s work

That view will never relax you
When you’re surrounded by a few hundred statues
Just fit it in so we can laugh laugh laugh it up
At a real collector feeling down on his luck

In san simeon you are so so special
An new shipment to replace
The sled you lost a long time ago

That lover that your fingers were tapping
Was held back just as much as good Millecent
Yeah they were both innocent

In san simeon you are so so special
You don’t make much sense
But still the lines they go on

If you say so
Ill take one slow step
Towards that window

Tongue in Cheek



she said "look" you owe this to yourself

not to speak of mental health

but we are what we are

so beware you keep on singing

songs about your wealth

i think you'll have some trouble
trying to pin this on someone else

so stop waiting to open your eyes

and singing

i am feeling good again

like the time that you ran out of rope for me

like i could never tell when you're tongue and cheek



oh your priceless anger
it could help us get along

but it's gone so how long till you explode

stop waiting to open your eyes

you're not dreaming this is all they left behind

so stop letting them victimize you

just repeat it


i am feeling good again

like the time that you swore you'd come back to me

like i could never tell
like i could never tell


Stop Hitting Yourself

You got it all worked out
Through the sleepless weeks of fall
You’ll be mending all the fences

That we tore down in spring
You used to love your hometown
Up till the day you let your guard down

Now another lonely night
So change the conversation
And stop avoiding saying

Goodbye black eye
Don’t ever let me see you coming around here with that face
So sad

We got the sickness now
Oh the shameless games we
Call petty consequences

And now the time is right
For my medication
This cycle’s so heartbreaking

Goodbye black eye
Just keep believing that the beatings are the reason you stay
So sad

Phillips Head

Don’t fade to white
This is my favorite part
You turn the knife
And give me the perfect scar
You know
I could do just fine with or without you
Wrap myself in the pages of Siddhartha and fade away

But I swear that I’ll never ever go that way
So sleep tight
The tick tock keeps you awake

Don’t close your eyes
This is my favorite part
You turn the knife
A stale mate for life behind bars

You see
I know this is hard for you

But I like to imagine that it’s cold outside
The crowd shuffling feet
Yeah they’re swallowing teeth

Weekend

Want to go far away
I see a place when I look at your ear
But nothing’s becoming clear
It’s no fun talking these days

When dreams are whispered in a confessional
And we see ourselves through the mesh
Of smoke and alchohol
We’re kneeling down quiet to fate

And I hate where fate is
Instead of stepping out
From underneath the hands that wash with
Coins and securities we stay
Because we seem to stay alive
Well kind of

You say
What’s so strange about giving your life away
It happens everyday without a thought
We take our pills with our naps and our tv shows
Grow green with floresent lights
But never know

What would it be like if we turned our backs on all of this
Could it tingle more when you felt my kiss
A wake up smile in my arms to the morning light
A chlorophyll weekend for the rest of our lives

Connecticut

This neighborhood
Presents the best opportunity
To live out our twenties
There’s no making friends
Just a compulsion to fit in
And sip all the hippest gins

You got it
A family estate
Yeah you’ve got Connecticut
You’ve got it
A chance in this place
Yeah you got yes you got it

You disappear
A photo opp
You’re immortal now and for what

And at twenty nine
Are you really gonna metamorphosize
Into my hero
No

But you got it
A family estate
Yeah you got Connecticut
You got it
A chance in this place
Yeah you got yes you got it

Today you’re busy cultivating conscience cleansing
This callous decade’s gone
And you’re still nothing

Something Wrong

Oh tonight
You calm me down easy with wine
And make your move
Turn out the lights
I’m secretly thinking of suits
Like the one you wore
But not anymore

When you swing too far
You hit the slide
Now there’s nothing right when
There’s always something wrong

Oh tonight
I’d rather be the priest at my tomb
At twenty three it seems so soon
But lay me down
Lay me down
Till there’s nothing left
And I do confess

When you swing too far
It’s suicide
Now there’s nothing wrong when
There’s always something wrong

Volunteer Firefighter

The bell rings and here you run to action
This memory will be to your satisfaction
This isn’t happening on your watch
Someone saw smoke and you took off
You took off off off off
Nobody’s questioning dedication

Clear the air with smoke
Don’t poke around in this dead forest
What used to feel so right
Is gonna burn away you can’t control this

The bell rings and here’s the same reactions
The bell rings and here you run away
Got my friends I got my say
This isn’t happening on your watch
This isn’t happening at all
There’s no fire that’s too small
Nobody’s questioning dedication so

Clear the air with smoke
Don’t poke around in this dead forest
What used to feel so right
Is gonna burn away you can’t control this
You can’t safe this for us
Though the air will be missed
You can’t safe the forest

English Eye

Hours in your room with every magazine
Spread out on the floor
With the ones that you adore
The details of the set up
You can do this if you don’t let up
And keep your mind on that prize

In your head you’re already there
A carpet on the runway
A highschool dropout
That has traveled the world
Now your falling apart
You are a victim of art
But you know you’ve got to keep that eye

For fashion
For style
They’ll say you’ve got and english eye

Names of all your friends five years from now
Which ones will you sell out
And not feel bad
They will whisper about
They will carry you in their mouths but
Don’t forget what you’re doing
Some things in life are worth pursuing

They’ll say you’ve got an English eye
They’ll say you’ve got an English eye
So don’t worry as your friends fall by the wayside
They’ll say you’ve got and English eye




Silhouette

It was easy to find a complicated lifestyle
She got under a knife and started stretching out the night time
Thinking I deserve a life

And you sigh

Its not like this hasn’t been done before
A straight day after three nights of sleeping on the floor
There’s a sad sad sound
When you’re bound

Spinning silhouette girl illusion
You fill your room with shadow spin
And always win
But to trick the eye a scripted play
You once improvised now dedicated to memory
Do you remember me?

Breathing down your neck
How everthing is at stake
Little more everything
Anything that you want
Breathing down your neck
Will they find out you’re a fake