Can't Stand It

The way things go You get so low Struggle to find your skin Well hey ho Look out below Your prayers will never be answered again

Phones still ring And singers sing Speakers are speaking in code What now Well anyhow Our prayers will never be answered again

You know it's all beginning (it’s all beginning) To feel like it's ending (feels like it’s ending) No love's as random As God's love I can't stand it I can’t stand it

The way things get You get so high Funny how we make new friends Well hey ho I gotta go My prayers will never be answered again

You know it's all beginning (it’s all beginning) To feel like it's ending (feels like it’s ending) No love's as random As God's love I can’t stand it I can't stand it

Speakers speaking Speakers speaking Speaking in code

Speakers speaking Speakers speaking Speaking in code

You know it's all beginning (it’s all beginning) To feel like pretending (feel like pretending) No love's as random As my love I can’t stand it I can't stand it

Your prayers will never be answered again Your prayers will never be answered again Your prayers will never be answered again Your prayers will never be answered again

Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric guitar, backing vocals Jay Bennett – piano, keyboards John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – drums

She's a Jar

She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid She begs me not to miss her

She says forever To light a fuse We could use A hand full of wheel And a day off On a bruised road However you might feel Tonight is real

When I forget how to talk I sing Won't you please Bring that flash to shine And turn my eyes red Unless they close When you click And my face gets sick Stuck Like a question unposed

Just climb aboard The tracks of a train's arm In my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above The people underneath

Please beware the quiet front yard I warned you Before there were water skies I warned you not to drive Dry your eyes you poor devil

Are there really ones like these The ones I dream Float like leaves And freeze to spread skeleton wings I passed through before I knew you

I believe it's just because Daddy's payday is not enough Oh I believe it's all because Daddy's payday is not enough

Just climb aboard The tracks of a train's arm In my fragile family tree And watch me floating inches above The people under me

She's a jar With a heavy lid My pop quiz kid A sleepy kisser A pretty war With feelings hid You know she begs me not to hit her

Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, harmonica, backing vocals Jay Bennett – electric guitar, keyboards, tambourine, backing vocals John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – drums

A Shot in the Arm

The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind Your pillow wept And covered your eyes And you finally slept While the sun caught fire You've changed We fell in love In the key of C We walked along Down by the sea You followed me down The neck to D And fell again Into the sea You changed Oh, you've changed Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Maybe all I need is a shot in the arm Something in my veins Bloodier than blood something in my veins Bloodier than blood something in my veins Bloodier than blood something in my veins Bloodier than blood The ashtray says You were up all night When you went to bed With your darkest mind You changed Oh you've changed What you once were isn't what You want to be any more What you once were isn't what You want to be any more What you once were isn't what You want to be any more What you once were isn't what You want to be any more What you once were isn't what You want to be any more  Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic and 12-string guitars, synthesizers Jay Bennett – lap steel, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, drums John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – timpani

We're Just Friends

Over and over and over again You say that we're just friends Forget the implications Infatuations end If love's so easy, why is it hard I can't imagine ever being apart I'll come back to you It'll be brand new But I promise We're just friends Over and over and over again I try to make amends For everything that I've done wrong My whole world just spins Make some coffee, hold me up Try to talk me out of giving up I'll come back to you It'll be brand new But I promise We're just friends Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals Jay Bennett – piano, Farfisa, bass drum, backing vocals John Stirratt – backing vocals

I'm Always In Love

Why, I wonder is my heart full of holes
And the feeling goes but my hair keeps growing
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
Well I'm bragging
I'm always in love

When I let go of your throat, sweet throttle
When I clean the lash of your black-belt model
Will I catch the moon
Like a bird in a cage
It's for you I swoon
I'm always in love

I don't get the connection
If this is only a test
I hope I do my best
You know I won't forget

When I fold the cold in my jet-lag palm
When I soak so long I forget my mother
Will I set the sun
On a big-wheeled wagon
Well I'm bragging
I'm always in love

It's a drag I snag
Well I'm always in love
Well I'm worried
I'm always in love

I'm worried
I'm worried

I'm worried
I'm always in love
I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm always in love

I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm always in love

I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm worried

I'm always in love

  Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, baritone guitar Jay Bennett – bass, piano, keyboards, drums, backing vocals John Stirratt – piano, backing vocals Ken Coomer – drums

Nothing'severgonnastandinmyway(again)

We'll find a way regardless To make some sense out of this mess Well it's a test but I believe A kiss is all we need All the above for being in love Shouldn't that alone be enough Oh it's tough when love's a weed It grows inside of me Nothing's ever gonna stand in my Nothing's ever gonna stand in my Nothing's ever gonna stand in my way again Waste the days, waste the nights Try to downplay being uptight Oh you're right but I believe A kiss is all we need Nothing's ever gonna stand in my Nothing's ever gonna stand in my Nothing's ever gonna stand in my way again A watch that ticks is Wrapped around my wrist, oh no I'm a bomb regardless, oh I'm a bomb regardless, oh I'm a bomb regardless, oh I'm a bomb regardless, oh We'll find a way We'll find a way We'll find a way Nothing's ever gonna stand in our Nothing's ever gonna stand in our Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way again Nothing's ever gonna stand in our Nothing's ever gonna stand in our Nothing's ever gonna stand in our way again Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, claps Jay Bennett – acoustic, baritone, and e-bow guitars, piano, keyboards, tambourine, backing vocals, claps John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals Ken Coomer – drums

Pieholden suite

There's a whisper I would like to breathe Into your ear But I'm too scared To get that close To you right now There are dreams We might have shared And I still care And I still love you But you know how I've been untrue In the beginning We closed our eyes Whenever we kissed We were surprised To find so much inside Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, bass, tambourine Jay Bennett – banjo, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, tambourine, backing vocals John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals Ken Coomer – drums Dave Crawford – trumpet

How to Fight Loneliness

How to fight loneliness
Smile all the time
Shine your teeth 'til meaningless
Sharpen them with lies

And whatever's going down
Will follow you around
That's how you fight loneliness
You laugh at every joke
Drag your blanket blindly
Fill your heart with smoke
And the first thing that you want
Will be the last thing you ever need
That's how you fight it

Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time
Just smile all the time

Via Chicago

I dreamed about killing you again last night
And it felt alright to me
Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies
I sat and watched you bleed
Buried you alive in a fireworks display
Raining down on me
Your cold, hot blood ran away from me
To the sea

I printed my name on the back of a leaf
And I watched it float away
The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages
Was all I tried to save
But the wind blew me back via Chicago
In the middle of the night
And all without fight
At the crush of veils and starlight

I know I'll make it back
One of these days and turn on your TV
To watch a man with a face like mine
Being chased down a busy street
When he gets caught I won't get up
And I won't go to sleep
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Via Chicago

Where the cups are cracked and hooked
Above the sink
They make me think
Crumbling ladder tears don't fall
They shine down your shoulders
Crawling is screw faster lash
I blow it with kisses
Rest my head on a pillowy star
And a cracked door moon
Says I haven't gone too far

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Via Chicago

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Searching for a home
Via Chicago

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, synthesizers Jay Bennett – banjo, piano, organ, moog, tambourine John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – drums

ELT

I should've been listening To every word you said Oh, what have I been missing Wishing (wishing) that you were dead I didn't mean to be so disturbing So far from home Oh, what have I been learning By being all alone Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing (Is gonna) tears you apart Every little thing Every little thing every little thing (Is gonna) tears you apart When, when we were younger Sleep while I'm awake I was trying to keep the door locked I realize That's a mistake Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Every little thing that you do Seems so much better than I could do Oh, I should've been listening To every word you said Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Every little thing Every little thing Every little thing Is gonna tear you apart Is gonna tear you apart Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, backing vocals Jay Bennett – electric guitars, piano, keyboards, synthesizers, tambourine, backing vocals John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – drums

My Darling

Go back to sleep now
My darlin’
And I'll keep all the bad dreams away
Breathe now
Think sweet things

And I'll think of all the right words to say
Because we made you
My darlin’
With the love in each of our hearts
We were a family my darlin’
Right from the start

Grow up now
My darlin’
Please don't you grow up too fast
And be sure, darlin’
To make all the good times last

Because we made you
My darlin’
With the love in each of our hearts
We were a family, my darlin’
Right from the start

Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, backing vocals
Jay Bennett – acoustic, baritone, e-bow, and electric guitars, slide bass,
piano, keyboards, tambourine, claps, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals
Ken Coomer – drums
Mark Greenberg – vibes

When You Wake Up Feeling Old

When you wake up Feelin' old At this piano filled with souls Some strange purse Stuffed nervous with gold Can you be where you want to be Walk down any street You can find Look at any clock Telling time Sing some strange verse From some strange song of vines And you'll be where you want to be I know I can't sing ’Till she brings the song to life And I blend with kings I would never change a thing Who knows anything I don't know There are so many things I must leave alone Some strange person is calling you their home Can you be where you want to be Can you be where you want to be Can you be where you want to be Can you be where you want to be Can you be where you want to be Can you be where you want to be Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar, toy harp Jay Bennett – keyboards, tiple, backing vocals John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals Ken Coomer – drums Leroy Bach – piano

Summer Teeth

Like a cloud His fingers explode On the typewriter ribbon The shadow grows His heart's in a bowl behind the bank And every evening when he gets home To make his supper and eat it alone His black shirt cries While his shoes get cold It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything And it doesn't seem to mean anything One summer a suicide Another autumn a traveler's guide He hits snooze twice before he dies And every evening when he gets home To make his supper and eat it alone His black shirt cries While his shoes get cold It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything It's just a dream he keeps having He feels lucky to have you here In his kitchen, in your chair Sometimes he forgets that you're even there It's just a dream he keeps having And it doesn't seem to mean anything It's just a dream he keeps having It's just a dream And it doesn't seem to mean anything Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic guitar Jay Bennett – electric guitar, lap steel, piano, keyboards, bells, backing vocals John Stirratt – bass, backing vocals Ken Coomer – drums

In a Future Age

A genuine
Day will come
When the wind
Decides to run
And shakes the stairs
That stab the wall
And turns a page
In the future age

Some trees will bend
And some will fall
But then again
So will us all
Let’s turn our prayers
To outrageous dares
And mark our page
In a future age

High above
The sea of cars
And barking dogs
In fenced-in yards

Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, acoustic, bowed and tremolo guitars
Jay Bennett – piano, organ, backing vocals
John Stirratt – bass
Ken Coomer – drums

Candyfloss

I'm the boy that looks excited I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart Candyfloss, a plot device I'm the boy that eats his heart out I know I should be more careful I know I should watch where I've been Candyfloss, she's a safe cracker She kissed me first and then broke in We slip and slide on the stay-together landmine I make my mind up to never be myself And every time I make a rhyme I live my life for someone else Ooh whoa Ooh whoa Ooh whoa She's in the kitchen With bitter diamond drunks (she's in the way) I'm on the sofa (I'm in the way) Hoping she leaves that punk ’cause I'm the boy with the poetry power I'm the boy, smells like flowers Every time I make a rhyme I live my life like I wasn't invited Ooh whoa She's in the way I'm in the way I'm the boy that looks excited I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart Candyfloss, she kissed me first And I'm the boy, don't get me started I know I should be more careful I know I should watch where I've been Candyfloss, she's a safe cracker She kissed me first, then broke in Oh, whoa Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – electric guitar, vocals Jay Bennett – electric/baritone guitar, chamberlin, vocals, organ, piano John Stirratt – bass, vocals Ken Coomer – drums