The Swiss Army Romance Album

Artist(s): Dashboard Confessional

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Tracklist

Screaming Infidelities

length: 3:36
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast is taking me home

I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.

I'm reading your note over again,
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
"I will love you always and forever."

As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder
How you're making out
But as for me, I wish that I was anywhere with anyone
Making out.

I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you're pretending.

I'm cuddling close to blankets and sheets
I am alone
In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak,
And this bottle of beast is taking me home.

Well, as for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder
How you're making out.
But as for me, I wish that I was anywhere with anyone
Making out.

[Repeat x4]
Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.

The Sharp Hint of New Tears

length: 3:03
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
On the way home
This car hears my confessions
I think tonight I'll take the long way

This weather
The wind outside is biting
It has left me feeling tired and exposed

You've been asking me to bleed
It seems these kinds of questions
Come too easy to you now

Your lack of shame comes naturally
I should not be surprised
I should have seen it sooner

You expect me to apologize
For things that you've done wrong
While you're inciting others

You're owning up to nothing
And I wish that I was gone
Cause you're not going anywhere

The damp air
Is fighting my defroster
My sighs, they ring victorious and fog this tinted glass

It's clouded
And so is my head
The hint of these new tears are sharp
I try to hold them back

It's useless
I'm useless against them
They are beating me with ease

On the way home
This car hears my confessions
I think tonight I'll take the long way

Living in Your Letters

length: 3:41
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
Always assuming the worst
But your going on nonetheless
And there's nothing to cushion your heart
Lead full

Letters from further away
You're pulling me close to home
And there's something to cushion my callus size
And I know that you hope for
Long good good-byes
Embracing for forevers
And falling in your eyes (in your eyes..)

Pouring over photographs
I'm living in your letters
Breathe deeply from this envelope
It smells like you
And I can't be
Without that scent
It's filling me with
All you meant to me
To me..

Continually failing these trials
But you stand by me nonetheless
And you won't let me sink
Though I'm begging you

Phone calls from further away
And messages on my machine
But I don't ever tell you this distant seems terrible

And there's no need to test my heart
With useless space
These rows go on forever
There'll always be a place
For you
In my heart

So I'll hit the pavement
Its gotta be better
Than waiting
And pushing you far away
'Cause I'm scared
So I'll take my chances
And head on my way
Up there
'Cause turning to you
Is like falling in love when your 10

The Swiss Army Romance

length: 3:07
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
Sleep with all the lights on
You're not so happy
You're not secure

And you're dying to look cute
In your blue jeans
But you're plastic just like everyone
You're just like everyone

And that face you paint is pressed
Impressing most of us as permanent
But I'd like to see you undone

College night will draw the crowds
Dorms unload and you're heading out
Here is your moment to shine
Making up a history
It's nothing from the life you lead
But man, will they buy all your lines

Sleep with all the sheets off
Bearing your mattress
Bearing your soul

And you're dying to look smooth
With your tattoos
But you're searching just like everyone
You could be anyone

And those friends you have are the best
Impressing most of us as permanent
But I'd like to see you undone

Youth's the most unfaithful mistress
Still we forge ahead to miss her
Rushing our moment to shine
Making up a history
It's nothing from the life you lead
But man, will they buy all your lines

We're not twenty-one
But the sooner we are
The sooner the fun will begin

So get out your fake eyelashes
And fake I.D.s
And real disasters ensue

It's cool to take these chances
It's cool to fake romances
And grow up fast

And grow up fast
And grow up fast

Turpentine Chaser

length: 3:21
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
This paint has been tasting of lead
And their chips will fall as they may
But it's not just my finish that's peeling
And it's not alone fleeing these walls

Well sooner or later this cold
It's gonna break so our hands will be warm again
But all I want is not to need you now
Yeah sooner or later this code
It's gonna break and our words will be heard again
But all I want are vows of silence now

This turpentine chaser's got kick
And the rag that it's soaked in is rich
And the fumes aide the pace of my cleaning
And as soon as I'm done I am gone

But sooner or later this cold
It's gonna break so our hands will be warm again
But all I want is not to need you now
Yeah sooner or later this code
It's gonna break and our words will be heard again
But all I want are vows of silence now

The frightening facts
We've been facing our backs to for so long now
Are begging for eyes
To bear witness to lies and indifference

Now we're saying aloud
The things we've declared in our silence
That new coats of paint
Will not reacquaint broken hearts to broken homes

A Plain Morning

length: 3:41
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
It's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missing home

And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed

And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like...

It's colder than it oughtta be in March
And I've still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be heading home into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier to be away

I'd like to hire a plane
And see you in the morning
When the day is fresh I'm coming home again

Coming home again
Coming home again
When the day is fresh I'm coming home again

It's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July
There's pillows in their cases
And one of those is mine

She wrote the words I love you
And sprayed it with perfume
Its better than the fire is
To heat this lonely room

It's warmer where you're waiting
It feels more like July
It feels more like July

And it's yet to be determined
But the air is thick
And my hope is feeling worn
I'm missing home

And I'm glad you're not a part of this
There's parts of me that will be missed

And the phone is always dead to me
So I can't tell you the temperature is dropping
And it feels like...

It's colder than it oughtta be in March
And I've still got a day or two ahead of me
Till I'll be heading home into your arms again
And the people here are asking after you
It doesn't make it easier
It doesn't make it easier to be away

I'd like to hire a plane
And see you in the morning
When the day is fresh I'm coming home again

Coming home again
Coming home again
When the day is fresh I'm coming home again

Age Six Racer

length: 2:22
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet slumber
I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away

Hey thanks
Thanks for that summer

It's cold where you're going
I hope that your heart's always warm

I gave you the best that I had
You passed on the letters and passed on the best that I had

So, so long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet slumber
I fell into you now you're gracefully falling away

I hate the winter in Lexington

Lexington
Lexington
Lexington

Again I Go Unnoticed

length: 2:25
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
So quiet
Another wasted night,
The television steals the conversation.
Exhale,
Another wasted breath,
Again it goes unnoticed.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired,
Cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break.
Out of touch; out of time.

Please send me anything but signals that are mixed,
'Cause I can't read your rolling eyes.
Out of touch; are we out of time?

Close lipped,
Another goodnight kiss
Is robbed of all it's passion.
Your grip
Another time, is slack.
It leaves me feeling empty.

Please tell me you're just feeling tired,
'Cause if it's more than that I feel that I might break.
Out of touch; out of time.

Please send me anything but signals that are mixed,
'Cause I can't read your rolling eyes.
Out of touch; are we out of time?

I'll wait until tomorrow;
Maybe you'll feel better then.
Maybe we'll be better then.

So what's another day,
When I can't bear these nights of thoughts
Of going on without you?

This mood of yours is temporary;
It seems worth the wait
To see your smile again.

Out of the corner of my eye
Won't be the only way you're looking at me then.

So quiet
Another wasted night,
The television steals the conversation.
Exhale,
Another wasted breath,
Again it goes unnoticed.

Ender Will Save Us All

length: 5:14
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
It's just like you to contest
Wear it like a label on your breast
Don't you see what this takes of me?

A certain callousness complies
With your charm and in your pride
A hopeful look draped in despise

I want to give you
Whatever you need
What is it you need?
Is it what I need?
I want to give you
Whatever you need
What is it you need?
Is it within me?

It's hard to explain
How I am getting by on so little from you
It's hard to believe
That I would let myself get so wrapped into you

There's gotta be something
That would be worthwhile for me to give to you
We need a connection
But you seem to push me far away from you
From you, from you

The harder I push
The further I fall
Well, you don't mind me being headstrong
But you don't want to sing along
Maybe it's trite but I can always
Always, always be wrong

I want to give you
Whatever you need
What is it you need?
Is it what I need?
I want to give you
Whatever you need
What is it you need?
Is it within me?

It's hard to explain
How I am getting by on so little from you
It's hard to believe
That I would let myself get so wrapped into you

There's gotta be something
That would be worthwhile for me to give to you
We need a connection
But you seem to push me far away from you
From you, from you

The harder I push
The further I fall
Well, you don't mind me being headstrong
But you don't want to sing along
Maybe it's trite but I can always
Always, always be wrong

Try not to be wrong

Shirts and Gloves

length: 4:57
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba
When I'm back from the road
and you're out on it
& I'm tired of this distance
& I believe it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless
the novelty is wearing
I'm hoping time will pass
without any assistance
or convincing.

Road rules apply
there's so much action,
you're getting busy.
I'll call your cellular phone
to tell you TV night was
lonely without you
& so am I...
so am I.

It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.

So many high points on this last leg.
I can't wait to recount them
it seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.
The note that you had called
says youre half a day away
& you are heading home
just in time for me to leave.

Road rules apply
there's so much action
I'm getting busy.
So make sure that I'm up to date
on TV night,
I hate to miss out.

I think I miss you most
on Wednesdays
& Saturdays.

It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.


Not So Easy

length: 4:03
composer: Chris Carrabba
lyricist: Chris Carrabba