An early home-studio hybrid demo of the song "CBT," which was later included on the album Arms Down.
lyrics
Set up! You shot me up!
Shot bullets and bows
Your make-up and clothes
Possession and pose
Prosaic and cold, I match your tone
And it's a long way out of your home
Your neck to my nose
"I think we should go"
I wouldn't say no
Protracted and slow, I keep you close
Safe till the day when I will you a way
And you're willing to take what you're offered
Pale at your post where you miss me the most
And you're sorry and sad
You could want something bad
And it's on
Get up! It's not enough
The seconds we stole
I'm losing my hold
I'm choosing my role
Backhanded and bold, I keep control
And it's a long way back to "hello"
"I thought you should know..."
"We're playing a show..."
"What if I don't go?"
Heroic and honed, I walked you home
Wrecked by a fall that you couldn't recall
And you're wanted for all that you offer
Making the most as a guest and a ghost
And you're stifled and sad
You forgot what you had
And it's gone
You can play your part so easily
And I can make it smart so reasonably
I can keep my guard so easily
And take your life apart so reasonably
I can keep my guard - so now you know
Safe till the day when I will you a way
And you're willing to take what you're offered
Pale at your post where you miss me the most
And you're sorry and sad
You could want something bad
And it's on
Have you earned me now?
Do you think that you're allowed?
You could hurt me now
(Safe till the day when you will me a way
And I'm willing to take what you offer)
We could see over and over the walls that we built
(Sorry and sad, I could want something bad
And I'm willing to take you along)