In an effort to find Cassadaga many, many years ago, I accidentally downloaded this track via Limewire. I was so confused, as I was new to this artist and genre, and thought it was this extremely special, raw, real piece of music I'd found. To this day, I believe it to be so. I could never find it again for the longest time, but I always remembered it. Thank you for uploading this, as it keeps existing in this strange sort of limbo of music mind as I remember my youth.
I just want all the lonely hearts here to get responsibly shit faced one good time, and the next morning wash it off, strap your shoes on and go try again, we all have to keep trying our best
so many times I've been on the conor oberst side of this song. for the first time I'm now on the side of the girl he's singing to, and it still hurts just as bad
I feel so young reading these comments, everyone has such vivid memories of this song and im hearing it for the first time...i guess I'll come back in 20 years with memories to share :)
lyrics Yeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek Yeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheek Yeah, you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek You pull away so easily And I still call you, but I get your machine And I still call you, but I get your machine And if I'm lucky I guess, I get your roommate answering But you're at the bar, or at Gene's And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand We sit at the same table, but we don't play with our feet Yeah, we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneak a kiss When the waitress turns around And we still watch movies, but we don't share the couch And we still rent movies, but we don't share the couch Yeah, we still watch movies sometimes, but you don't lay in my lap The plot is slow, take a nap And you even stay over, but now we stay in our clothes Yeah, you'll even sleep over, but now we stay in our clothes Yeah, you even sleep over sometimes, but we stay in our clothes I'm only there so that you're not alone And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer Yeah, you say that I've hurt you, and your voice is like a prayer Yeah, well maybe I hurt you sometimes, but let's contrast and compare Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there I guess that your truth, is just the ghost of your lies I guess your kind of truth, is just the ghost of your lies Yeah, your kind of truth, darling, is just the ghost of your lies I see through them all the time So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm gonna get drunk Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm going to get really fucking drunk I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so, so drunk That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up
Hope your doing alright bro. Day at a time .. 😢 shit isn’t easy.. three years later …… and I still wear my heart on the sleeve for the family I had to walk away from …..
it's been a few months but i'm doing okay. i set some boundaries with my ex and it's been better since he's not messaging me every day anymore. @@sebass408
I Hate how bittersweet heartache can be. Letting things go can be difficult and my perspective can be so stubborn, Why does the feeling of laying in it feels so pure and addicting? Oh to be alive and feeling!