| Song | Exit Wounds |
| Artist | Tim Barry |
| Album | Raising Hell & Living Cheap: Live in Richmond (Live) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I see guilt in your eyes | |
| But there’s some things from me you can’t hide | |
| Truth is hard | |
| Guilt is easy | |
| Nothing’s changed since you left | |
| Just an extra room and higher rent | |
| Come on in | |
| I wish you’d not come here | |
| Whoa, I moved your couch with calloused hands | |
| And your bed in a borrowed van | |
| But that don’t mean a thing | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? | |
| How the fuck am I supposed to memorize | |
| Every word that you write | |
| And every change in your life | |
| And every simple expression | |
| Do you like me or just the idea of me? | |
| Cause in the rain it’s all you | |
| And in the sun it’s all about you | |
| Now you’re here and I’m through | |
| And you don’t even know it | |
| I could talk at you with out end | |
| But I know you wouldn’t listen | |
| You never did before | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? |
| I see guilt in your eyes | |
| But there' s some things from me you can' t hide | |
| Truth is hard | |
| Guilt is easy | |
| Nothing' s changed since you left | |
| Just an extra room and higher rent | |
| Come on in | |
| I wish you' d not come here | |
| Whoa, I moved your couch with calloused hands | |
| And your bed in a borrowed van | |
| But that don' t mean a thing | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? | |
| How the fuck am I supposed to memorize | |
| Every word that you write | |
| And every change in your life | |
| And every simple expression | |
| Do you like me or just the idea of me? | |
| Cause in the rain it' s all you | |
| And in the sun it' s all about you | |
| Now you' re here and I' m through | |
| And you don' t even know it | |
| I could talk at you with out end | |
| But I know you wouldn' t listen | |
| You never did before | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? |
| I see guilt in your eyes | |
| But there' s some things from me you can' t hide | |
| Truth is hard | |
| Guilt is easy | |
| Nothing' s changed since you left | |
| Just an extra room and higher rent | |
| Come on in | |
| I wish you' d not come here | |
| Whoa, I moved your couch with calloused hands | |
| And your bed in a borrowed van | |
| But that don' t mean a thing | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? | |
| How the fuck am I supposed to memorize | |
| Every word that you write | |
| And every change in your life | |
| And every simple expression | |
| Do you like me or just the idea of me? | |
| Cause in the rain it' s all you | |
| And in the sun it' s all about you | |
| Now you' re here and I' m through | |
| And you don' t even know it | |
| I could talk at you with out end | |
| But I know you wouldn' t listen | |
| You never did before | |
| I change the path I walk now every morning to avoid you being near | |
| I cut out the chatter of friends of friends of friends in case I hear | |
| About the old you and the new you | |
| And what you do and when and where | |
| You make me feel like ballast | |
| Just dead weight | |
| Is that clear? |