Hey Rivers...

Hey Rivers can you help me out?

I'm in need of a song about

False starts

And broken parts of pictures

So I can cut him out

And sing about it so

I don't have to think about it

You know oh, I know you do.

Hey Rivers I've been thinking about

Crushing his toenails

And the good life

And I think you've got it right

But I've got it all wrong

Make-up on and make-up songs

Just aren't doing it for me

Hey Rivers I need a savior

A four chord wonder

The guts for bad behavior

I don't believe in god

So you're the closest thing

I've got

I'm confessing to my speakers

But they don't want to talk.

This is the part where it starts to rock out

And your voice gets real high

And makes me want to die I think

I'm going to make it after all

Yea, we're going to make it after all.

Hey Rivers, maybe baby I

Can stop from going crazy

Go to bed real early or

Stay up drinking coffee

Reading Chuck Palhanuik

About how on a long enough timeline

Everyone I love will just end up dead

And buried.

And this is the part where

I start to scream and shout

My friends think I'm going crazy

Because I think so loud

I think I'm going to make it after all.

Yea, we're gonna make it after all.

Now we need a bridge and a note that

Doesn't quit

Maybe a guitar riff

Maybe kick a speaker

Maybe throw a fit

Oh why oh why oh do I

Walk with this tightrope

Wrapped around my windpipe?

I'm stupid and strangling

When I should be letting go

Hey Rivers hope this song makes sense

Hope it falls out a window

Hope it jumps off a bridge

Hope he's there to catch me

Or that he's dreaming of me.

Hope I go deaf before things really

Start to get real ugly

Really, I just want him to still love me.

This is the part where I crawl under a rock.

And smoke a couple packs just so I don't have to talk.

And I think I'm gonna make it after all.

Yea, we're gonna make it after all.

Hey Rivers, don't know what I'm doing

The feelings just get stonger

I need something fiercer

I caught a butterfly but I don't want it to die.

Or is the butterfly me?

I'm pinned to the cardboard,

But I don't think I want free.

Hey Rivers, I think Cupid stole my spine

It was there yesterday

And every other time

But I can't seem to sit up straight

And all I do is wait

I can't stand up on my own

Or push people away

Stupid cupid, what's a girl to do

I used to be such a hardass

Now my knees feel like glue

This is the part where I pretend I have no heart

Maybe run away, wishing I could stay.

But I think I'm going to make it after all.

Yea, we're gonna make it after all.

We're gonna make it after all.

This is how I say I love you.

Cause I don't want to laugh for no one else.

No I don't want to laugh for no one else.