"dear johnny" lyrics
Boredom found us in a dying town
Drunk in a warehouse on the waterfront
I woke up to the sound of the seagulls in your closet bedroom
Hung up on promises that we can't keep
I'll be whatever you need me to be
Get high on the way we both know it's bullshit, addicted to the comedown
And when the bottom falls out I guess we'll just make a mess out of this place
I pull my car into the parking lot at Boston harbor and wipe that self-important look from off your face
Right now I couldn't even tell you why
I'm gonna take a while to think, you put your feet up while you listen
Its breaking through the clouds, don't blink for a second, you might miss it
There's something going wrong in your voice over the phone
And I know that if you ever leave Olympia
All at once I'm gonna see everything you do to me
Take a long walk in the tall grass, let's just tell it like it is
Forget the overwhelming romance of a blatant bad decision
I can honestly say that it's more fun like this
Now it's a cold night, horror movie, blood splatters cross the screen
I'm wishing you were here
Be kind, rewind, crack another beer
And I'll get by without you, but everything feels funny now
In that kind of sense of humor only you could understand
If you need me I'll be sun-drunk in the alley behind le voyeur
Watching you watch some old rock and roll band
They're always playing just for you, babe
Barrel fire, 905: just you, me and an open container beneath the streetlight
I haven't seen you in a while, why don't you come over
You can throw up in my bedroom
Johnny, when I'm on the road, and I look out and see the snow
I think about you and all the things that you call home
I wanna be one of those
Drunk in a warehouse on the waterfront
I woke up to the sound of the seagulls in your closet bedroom
Hung up on promises that we can't keep
I'll be whatever you need me to be
Get high on the way we both know it's bullshit, addicted to the comedown
And when the bottom falls out I guess we'll just make a mess out of this place
I pull my car into the parking lot at Boston harbor and wipe that self-important look from off your face
Right now I couldn't even tell you why
I'm gonna take a while to think, you put your feet up while you listen
Its breaking through the clouds, don't blink for a second, you might miss it
There's something going wrong in your voice over the phone
And I know that if you ever leave Olympia
All at once I'm gonna see everything you do to me
Take a long walk in the tall grass, let's just tell it like it is
Forget the overwhelming romance of a blatant bad decision
I can honestly say that it's more fun like this
Now it's a cold night, horror movie, blood splatters cross the screen
I'm wishing you were here
Be kind, rewind, crack another beer
And I'll get by without you, but everything feels funny now
In that kind of sense of humor only you could understand
If you need me I'll be sun-drunk in the alley behind le voyeur
Watching you watch some old rock and roll band
They're always playing just for you, babe
Barrel fire, 905: just you, me and an open container beneath the streetlight
I haven't seen you in a while, why don't you come over
You can throw up in my bedroom
Johnny, when I'm on the road, and I look out and see the snow
I think about you and all the things that you call home
I wanna be one of those
