Life in the Midwest EP

by joebryant.

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released October 31, 2013

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Track Name: I Still(sort of)Remember Everything
I remember head down after I found out that manna was a hell of a drug. I remember in the backseat with your hair down as you began to fall asleep. And I remember all the words that we used to sing, when we were barely eighteen. Before I started to runaway from you and everything. You said: "Darling, we'll make this work out, we'll make it work somehow." And I said: "Baby, I'm only going to mother fucking let you down" so?

I remember head down after I found out that mollie is a hell of a drug. Yeah, it got me dizzy, you got me thinking off all the things I could be. Like how I wish I could be the star that went on top of your Christmas tree. Or the night light or the keepsake that you always depended on. Or the brew that you always drank and were so co-dependent on. 'Cause you can count on me, you can count on me, you can't, count on me. Yeah, you can't count on me (but) you can count on me to split.

I wish I could stop ripping off other bands on the time. 'Cause no matter how hard I try these words will never be mine. So, you bring the cheap vodka, you bring the cigarettes and darling we can waste tonight making another regret, singing.

And all that time is the same as when it was mine. and I'd give every minute and every second for you to be here.

('Cause) I remember head down after I found that you were a hell of a drug. And I remember my eyes as they dilated as you came close to me. Yeah, I still remember your mouth as you began to sing along with: "What's so simple in the moon light by morning never is..." and "you always look best when you are with me". Well, what's so simple in the moon light, so simple in the moon light, so simple in the moon light by morning never is!
Track Name: Life in the Midwest (My Wayward Life)
This life in the midwest is killing me,
And my wayward life is all I really need.
Unfortunately I never took you too seriously,
So, I wrote this letter to say that I am leaving.

I spent the last minutes in this wasted year,
Just waiting and wishing that you would be here.
I built these bridges as you fell down on your knees,
And I left this call for you on your answering machine.
Saying: "I'm sorry but darling I am in too deep"

So, come out and we can try to talk this out.
We'll light a cigarette as the rains come down.
We'll talk about my simple melodies and all of my bad timing
To avoid the fact that we're still... dreaming.

As I began to fall asleep she said:
"That the scent here in Missouri is just the same,
As it is in Illinois as it will be in Indiana when begins to rain."
(I replied:)"Please don't runaway or shy away while I am away,
Because you know, you know I will be back for you always"

So, come out and we can try to talk this out.
We'll light a cigarette as the rains come down.
We'll talk about my simple melodies and all of my bad timing
To avoid the fact that we're still... here.
We're still here.. we're still here.

It's not like I still think about it,
As if you really cared about anything.

So, come out and we can try to talk this out.
We'll light a cigarette as the rains come down.
We'll talk about my simple la ta da melodies
To avoid the fact that I'm still...
Dreaming that you were still here.
But you were never really here.

This life in the midwest is strangling me,
Because you said that it smells the same.
Unfortunately, I'll never take myself seriously,
but you said that it's the same when it's not the same.
And I left this call for you on your answering machine,
saying Bluebird we're not the same,
'Cause we're not the same,
We're not. . .the same
We're not, we're not the same...
Anymore
Track Name: My Side of the Mattress
I had a bride, I had a mistress
I had a good job, (yeah) I had a mattress
Everything I thought I'd ever need
So who am I to question anything.

I guess it was a pretty good year...a pretty good year.

Saw someone sitting in the backseat
Swore they were staring directly back at me
It was a glare I could never evade
It was a memory that reminded me of your face

The last I checked in the mirror...
When was the last time I had checked in this mirror?

I had time once I gave it away
Traded it for things I used to say
To re-read, rip apart, and re-write
Because I just wanted this to come off right

The last time I checked I was there.
Oh, the last time I had checked I was there,
I was there!

The last time I had checked in this mirror
I was looking back just as disappointed as you
With words that I have left unsaid and overdue
'Cause it looks like you, like you
The last time I had checked in a fucking mirror.
It was in a hotel, in a hotel room...

I'm not asking for an epiphany
Or significant glare directly back at me
Self-reflection was a terrible choice
But I just wanted you to make some noise

So, for tonight I'll just lay here
On my side.
On my side of the mattress.
The last time I had checked
In this mirror
I was looking back at you
The time I had checked I was on my side.
On my side, on my side of a hotel mattress...
Track Name: Free Samples
Save me from feeling sick, if you only knew what that meant.
I wouldn't be such a ghost. chasing things that I'll never get to know.
I've worn out these old shoes, chasing dreams that are over used.

I hope that I can be more than I've been the last two years,
If only there were a God who could save me from my biggest fears...
That I'll end up on the floor,
yeah I'll end up on the floor unable to see if anyone is near.

And I told myself that I could walk on through, ended up naked on the floor with you.
I guess I went went comatose, in room full of I don't think we'll ever know.
That's what happens when you think to much on... what could have been.
But you're not the one that I wanted to end up on this floor with at all.

So, I hope that I could be more than I've been the last two years.
If only there were a God that could save me from my biggest fears.
It's that I'll end up here, on the floor, unable to see if anyone's here.
On the floor unable to see if anyone is here...

For now, I'll remain a ghost, retracing every footstep until I find home.
It's not as bad as I thought my friends they've all moved on.
And I'm stuck at twenty-four, with the one I want to be with scared.
If there's someone that can save me do it now, before I'm gone...