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Hey black jacket babe, are you really so tough?
Content with the rings from your cigarette puffs
What did you expect from me, yet another dead end?
I don't recall saying that I needed a friend

You swore you'd never get caught, that most lives are a trap
Won't accept second place, don't wanna see no one's back
But you need someone strong, a good man on your arm
To compliment all of your liquor store charm

Hey black jacket babe, every note I meant
From each strum of my strings to every stroke of my pen
You said words are a lie, it's only pain you can trust
I used to believe that, but I had faith in us

You gave a royal speech, from the monarch's throne
Espousing the virtues of living alone
These are curious times, my friends don't understand
Just why you'd pour fire on a burning man

Our hand it was forced, a wedge driven between
I came off weak, but you came off mean
I'd trade all I have, for us to re-live
You could dull your edges, & I could forgive

Hey black jacket babe, did I leave you no doubt
The words loser, lover and loner, are just one letter out?
You're a song with no bridge, your chorus incomplete…

Hey black jacket babe, is there somebody else?
Are you there with him now, while I'm here by my self?
An imaginative mind can be like a curse
Whatever you're doing, I'm picturing worse

Hey black jacket babe, maybe we weren't bound for glory
But the wound cuts deeper to think I'm unworthy
With you it was always the hardest to take
To see this connection you were unwilling to make

Kept your lips shut tight, while the lights were dimmed low
Wouldn't let me in places I wanted to know
There's not an inch on you that I wouldn't have devoured
But the days were like minutes and the weeks like hours

You could never decide what you were interested in
But you were sure it was something that I couldn't have been
Time's healed the scar; still you never had a clue
When it came down to the wire, what I'd have done for you

Hey black jacket babe, I hoped you were proof
Of a flickering star, in the twilight of youth
Each memory I trace, defines bittersweet
Did you really exist, or was it just my conceit?

Is the obvious loose, like a rattling chain?
A hangman's noose, cutting off air to our brains
I'll ask one last time, give me all that you got
I know you can sing, now i wanna hear you talk

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from '​.​.​.​& All His Boyish Charms' (2009), released January 1, 2009

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Marq DeSouza Vancouver, British Columbia

-A very personal rock album. He also writes from a very moral perspective, which gives his record a strong POV. These songs are not filled with empty thoughts but actually try to say something. (Vancouver Province)

-Inspiration drips from every distorted and bent guitar note, down-but-not-out vocal phrasing, and sneered lyric. (Georgia Straight) ... more

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