"Horror Story Of The Week" lyrics
I ain't got shit to report at the party
No horror story of the week, I'm sorry!
Silence falls over the room
"Oh God, what will we do?"
You ask about the war
"I think it's over!"
And I find relief without any closure
I spill all the lore to my girlfriends (girlfriends)
And watch them deciphering where the joke ends
There's a certain tranquility
That might be the death of me
What do I do with the time
And the space, and the money?
What do I do with the peace
That replaced the confusion?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
And you look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
So tell 'em what that mouth do
When it's not lapping up all of you
Teaching you to feel something
It's every writer's worst fear
I hurt so hard to get here
Now I don't know what to do with me
Cause everybody loves you when you're a party favour
They cheer then they leave because no one can save her
All in good fun but contentious behaviour
One undiagnosed psychotic break later
What do I do with the time (the time)
And the space (the space), and the money? (the money!)
What do I do with the peace (the peace)
That replaced (replaced) the commotion?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
And you look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
It goes away, it goes away, it goes away, it goes away, it goes away
If it is what it is
I'll recover what isn't
And you'll play pretend
Like a child reliving
The best of the worst
What we'd give for our innocence
And that's just what it
Isn't it strange?
I don't mind if you're leaving
My love on like a metal machine and
Not all that's lost is a loss
It's an answered prayer
And I worked so hard to get
There's a coming and going
And there's "I love you, I know it"
And there's a time and a place
Followed a moment of grace
Then there's breaking and building
A certain tenderness willing
It's one hell of a ride
And its only beginning
I let go of the past
Don't need to get it back
My life feels like a dirty dancing movie soundtrack
I'm rewriting old plans
There's solace where I am
And I found something better to do with all my hands
And the time (the time)
And the space (the space), and the money? (The money!)
What do I do with the peace (the peace)
That replaced (replaced) the loss of faith?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
You look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
(Gone with the past that caused it
Gone with the girls who brought it)
What do I do? Where do I go?
How will I know?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say
"Better, have you ever felt this way?"
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
No horror story of the week, I'm sorry!
Silence falls over the room
"Oh God, what will we do?"
You ask about the war
"I think it's over!"
And I find relief without any closure
I spill all the lore to my girlfriends (girlfriends)
And watch them deciphering where the joke ends
There's a certain tranquility
That might be the death of me
What do I do with the time
And the space, and the money?
What do I do with the peace
That replaced the confusion?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
And you look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
So tell 'em what that mouth do
When it's not lapping up all of you
Teaching you to feel something
It's every writer's worst fear
I hurt so hard to get here
Now I don't know what to do with me
Cause everybody loves you when you're a party favour
They cheer then they leave because no one can save her
All in good fun but contentious behaviour
One undiagnosed psychotic break later
What do I do with the time (the time)
And the space (the space), and the money? (the money!)
What do I do with the peace (the peace)
That replaced (replaced) the commotion?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
And you look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
It goes away, it goes away, it goes away, it goes away, it goes away
If it is what it is
I'll recover what isn't
And you'll play pretend
Like a child reliving
The best of the worst
What we'd give for our innocence
And that's just what it
Isn't it strange?
I don't mind if you're leaving
My love on like a metal machine and
Not all that's lost is a loss
It's an answered prayer
And I worked so hard to get
There's a coming and going
And there's "I love you, I know it"
And there's a time and a place
Followed a moment of grace
Then there's breaking and building
A certain tenderness willing
It's one hell of a ride
And its only beginning
I let go of the past
Don't need to get it back
My life feels like a dirty dancing movie soundtrack
I'm rewriting old plans
There's solace where I am
And I found something better to do with all my hands
And the time (the time)
And the space (the space), and the money? (The money!)
What do I do with the peace (the peace)
That replaced (replaced) the loss of faith?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say "happy"
You look at me like I'm insane
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
(Gone with the past that caused it
Gone with the girls who brought it)
What do I do? Where do I go?
How will I know?
What am I supposed to say
When you ask how I am
And I say
"Better, have you ever felt this way?"
Where do I put my hands
When the hurting goes away?
