Vultures

They’ve been taking tickets from her

Since the seventh grade

Carving out little hearts on her skin

Wants to be brave

She knows it’s too bad

Too bad to be good

But when the world says hello

You pretend you understood

 

Lace up, for the big time, get it right this time,

Maybe you’re the one, maybe you’re the one

I’ve been waiting up for

Lace up, for the big time, get it right this time,

Maybe you’re the one, maybe you’re the one

I won’t be waiting up for

 

They’ve been circling vultures to him

Since the day they heard his name

Taking chunks of a heart they don’t understand

They kid themselves they’re brave

He knows it’s too bad

Too bad to be good

But when the world says hello

You pretend you understood

 

Lace up, for the big time, get it right this time,

Maybe you’re the one, maybe you’re the one

I’ve been waiting up for

Lace up, for the big time, get it right this time,

Maybe you’re the one, maybe you’re the one

I won’t be waiting up for

 

I heard the same words, I have the same fears

Same twist in my spine

Knowing only seconds keep me away

From telling them all goodbye

 

Laced up, for the big time, get it right this time,

Maybe 'I’m the one, maybe, maybe I’m the one

You’ve been waiting up for

Laced up, for the big time, get it right this time

Maybe I’m the one, maybe I’m you’re one

You won’t be waiting up for

Sixty Second Warning

Let me spell my name

For your diary

Yeah, that’s capital a for apathy

C’mon you didn’t think you really had a shot

C’mon I swear I’m just pretending I don’t really have it all

 

One more minute to midnight, baby

You won’t see me in the morning

One more minute to midnight, baby

This is your last, sixty second warning, warning, warning

 

Let me get real close

To your favorite jeans

In the movie of your life

This is your favorite scene

C’mon you didn’t think you really had a shot

C’mon I swear I’m just pretending I don’t really have it all

 

One more minute to midnight, baby

You won’t see me in the morning

One more minute to midnight, baby

This is your last, sixty second warning, warning, warning

 

Another countdown to the next day

With nothing to wake up early for

Another countdown to the next day

With nothing to wake up at all for

Another countdown to the next day

Another countdown to the next

 

One more minute to midnight, baby

You won’t see me in the morning

One more minute to midnight, baby

This is your last, sixty second warning, warning, warning

I swear I’m just pretending, I don’t really have it all

Atypical

I keep having this nightmare with you

Over and over again

Where your tie turns into a noose

And I try but I can’t make amends

I’ve been praying real, real hard

For another day

I’ve been praying real, real hard

For another way

To let you know, baby

 

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

 

You keep swearing your lines all up and down

How everything should turn out

But the horizons you see aren’t far enough

To make you really count

I’ve been praying real, real hard

For another day

I’ve been praying real, real hard

For another way

To let you know, baby

 

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

 

You’ve got a light so divine

I don’t wanna waste your time

I wish you saw it yourself

I wish you saw it yourself

You’ve got a light so divine

Don’t them waste your time

 

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

The way I feel isn’t typical

You’re not typical, oh

 

I keep having this nightmare with you

Over and over again

Where your tie turns into a noose

I keep having this nightmare with you

Over and over again

Where your tie turns into a noose