Tomorrow I'll Be Hurtin' - AJ Hobbs

In the circuit The frequency's breaking up The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast Witness the jet lag Look in the mirror Adjust the V-hold Shatter the lens Pull out the shards Choke on her words Caught in your throat How long can the wheels maintain a spin at this velocity? On every block, a reminder You can't stop this intersection At every turn Dead forests of tenements rise like antennas The miles are adding up and the days are counting down Cut the jet black from my hair Before we're bathed in the dawn of New Year's Day I will change back to myself in the flame We burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents But we're too lost to lose hope Maybe the night seems so dark because the day is much too bright For us to see We are cured, we are cured (Shatter the lens, swallow the shards) We are cured, we are cured (choke on her words) Caught in your throat That's the sound of music from another room The piano player hangs from piano wire But the player piano carries on Sit back and tune to the broadcast Witness the jet lag Shatter the lens Pull out the shards Choke on her words Caught in your throat This is not a test, this is not a test Shatter the lens Pull out the shards Choke on her words Caught in your throat As the language dissolves And the sentence lifts A slow alphabet of rain is whispering "Aabcttipacbdefg..." Since I replaced the 'i' in live with an 'o' I can't remember who you are But tomorrow I'll be you Just pick up the phone I'm calling from your house In your room In your name Lying in your bed Following your dreams I listen to your voice get caught in my throat As I sing "This is just a dream" on New Year's Day We will change back to ourselves In the flame we are cured We are cured, we are cured

Do do do do... I always like to be On my P's and Q's I don't want to miss something Nice that I can do for you I know you love me The way I, ohh But something inside of me Keeps saying do more Do more, do more if you can I got news for you Good news for, oh I'm gonna be sweeter to you Than I was yesterday You call me your Sugar and spice man Your everything nice man But I'm just trying to Give you half as much And I, I don't doubt myself I know I'm doing my jo But I believe I can squeeze A little bit more love Out of this old heart I know you love me The way I, ohh But something inside of me Keeps saying do more Do more, do more if you can I got news for you Good news for, oh I'm gonna be much sweeter To you than I was yesterday I got news for you Good news for, oh I'm gonna be sweeter to you Than I was yesterday