Why do some of us feel that we won't be complete till we find someone?

try as he might he's unable to speak
he grabs her by the hair, he strokes her on the cheek
the bed is unmade like everything is
darklit in heaven at the top of the stairs
take me like that, ruin it all
then build it again by the light in the hall
he drops to his knees says please my love, please
i'll kill who you hate, take off that dress, you won't freeze

one more night, that was a good one
one more night, i dreamed it was a good one
one more, one more night, that was a good one
one more night, the end should be a good one
a good one

he starts with her back cause that's what he sees
when she's breaking his heart she still fucks like a tease
release to the sky, look him straight in the eye
and tell him that now, that you wish he would die
you'll never touch him again so get what you can
leaving him empty just because he's a man
so good when it ends, they'll never be friends
one more night, that's all they can spend

one more night, that was a good one
one more night, i dreamed it was a good one
one more, one more night, that was a good one
one more night, the end should be a good one
a good one

One more night ~ Stars


They beam things into your head
The ghosts of your pleasure and contempt
When we were liars things were seamless
When we were wired the world was like a secret
I close my eyes now and I scream
I turn the light on and there’s nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before it changed
The gun it makes you look nicer in a bad way

So low for how high?
it’s too late tonight
And I’m sure you’re right
As low for how high

And after this there’s just the circus
And every morning you carnie heart stops workin
It gets tight in there sometimes
Looking for the defects, talking like it’s a reflex
I close my mouth now and I scream
I open the door and there’s nothing left redeeming
I saw your face before the rough
You should wait around awhile cause your body’s bound to turn up

So low for how high?
it’s too late tonight
And I’m sure you’re right
so low for how high

Running from home ~ Matthew Good Band