Songwriter: John Popper
Producer: Michael Barbiero Steve Thompson
You'll get no answer from me
About what I want or what I get
Brave enough to speak, afraid to see
Confuse the issue till you forget
And I've tried
To finally decide
Why
I'm in your face
And if you can't already tell
I am unable to let things go
I'm told I do it very well
But more important you should know
That all the same
You've got no one to blame
But yourself
If you call that a waste
‘Cause it ain't me
That's been hurting you inside
And if you've learned
You'll know much more than I
That you're gonna have to go and find it
I could dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You'll get no answer from me
About what I get or what I want
That was enough to make her leave
She's not the first one come and gone
And I don't care
Buyer beware of me
‘Cause it might get rough
If you want peace then live alone
If you wanna hide then find a stage
Each a brief but perfect home
To accommodate your rage
And sometimes
In the midst of all my crimes
I feel lost
Or have I lost enough?
Remaining friends
Remind me as they say
It's up to you
The things you throw away
And still you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
About what I want or what I get
Brave enough to speak, afraid to see
Confuse the issue till you forget
And I've tried
To finally decide
Why
I'm in your face
And if you can't already tell
I am unable to let things go
I'm told I do it very well
But more important you should know
That all the same
You've got no one to blame
But yourself
If you call that a waste
‘Cause it ain't me
That's been hurting you inside
And if you've learned
You'll know much more than I
That you're gonna have to go and find it
I could dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You'll get no answer from me
About what I get or what I want
That was enough to make her leave
She's not the first one come and gone
And I don't care
Buyer beware of me
‘Cause it might get rough
If you want peace then live alone
If you wanna hide then find a stage
Each a brief but perfect home
To accommodate your rage
And sometimes
In the midst of all my crimes
I feel lost
Or have I lost enough?
Remaining friends
Remind me as they say
It's up to you
The things you throw away
And still you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around
- Four (1994)
- Hook
- Run-Around
- But Anyway
- Free Willis (Ruminations from Behind Uncle Bob’s Machine Shop)
- What Could Possibly Go Wrong
- Support Your Local Emperor
- Rage
- Regarding Steven
- Gloria
- Manhattan Bridge
- But Anyway (live edit)
- Sadly A Fiction
- Fledgling
- Gotta Get Mean
- Diner
- She and I
- Sweet Talking Hippie
- Stand
- Love And Greed
- Justify The Thrill
- Optimistic Thought
- You, Me and Everything
- Carolina Blues
- The Gunfighter