Late Night Liars

by Gone By Sunset

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Released July 16, 2011.

Recorded at Zoinga Recording in Royal Oak, MI

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released July 16, 2011

Guitar/Vocals: Noah DeLeon
Guitar: Aaron Rush
Bass Guitar: Mike Merluzzi
Drums/Vocals: Aaron Bradley

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Track Name: Anthony Marston Has Nothing On You
I wanna see you at your very best, hair done in your favorite dress
I did what I had to, and I’ll do what I have to
I don’t care what it takes, if it’s your funeral then okay
You’d look better, six feet under than you did beneath his sheets

This time it’s not you who’s killing me
Love, cheat, murder, and an autopsy
I know you could care less, about me seeing you at your very best
Now this goes as planned, slip this in your drink and
This is where you start to think, how much harm could a little fun be?
You at your very best


You’re caught between the sheets, oh it’s so ugly (you’ve got no room to talk)
It might as well have been your very last thought
Your diary of lies and cheats, it makes you look so ugly
You’d look better with your mouth sewed shut
Embalmed, and well kept up

This time it’s not you who’s killing me
Love, cheat, murder, and an autopsy
I know you could care less, about me seeing you at your very best
Now this goes as planned, slip this in your drink and
This is where you start to think, how much harm could a little fun be?
You at your very best

This is what revenge is (double barrel loaded, get the hint)
Is this what love is? (Death at the altar once again)

This time it’s not you who’s killing me
Love, cheat, murder, and an autopsy
I know you could care less, about me seeing you at your very best
Now this goes as planned, slip this in your drink and
This is where you start to think, how much harm could a little fun be?
You at your very best
Track Name: Choir Class Dropouts
If you’re gonna sit in the car all night
Do it in the garage with all of the doors and windows pulled tight
But if you’re gonna stay, take that necktie up to my room and say goodnight
Say Goodnight

Why can’t I breathe? Whenever I’m asleep?
Is it some bad dream, or your hands around my throat?
Why does it seem, the problem’s always me?
When in reality, it all comes back to you.

If this really is going to be the end
At least it took us back to the beginning, where this ended.
But if you want to give this another shot, take this line to your head and fall short
Pull the trigger, Pull the trigger. (Pull it)

Why can’t I breathe? Whenever I’m asleep?
Is it some bad dream, or your hands around my throat?
Why does it seem, the problem’s always me?
When in reality, it all comes back to you.

Don’t get caught up in your mistakes
Well that’s okay, I’ll just drop them
I hope you catch your best friend.
This is what you get when you raise the stakes:
One month and seven days of IOU’s and fake displays
Our friendship turned the color gray

Why can’t I breathe? Whenever I’m asleep?
Is it some bad dream, or your hands around my throat?
Why does it seem, the problem’s always me?
When in reality, it all comes back to you.

Why can’t you breathe? Whenever your’e asleep?
Is it some bad dream, or my hands around your throat?
Why does it seem, the problem’s always you?
When in reality, the problem’s always me..
Track Name: You Don't Rob Pele
Is this what you meant?
Or is this what you meant to me, through everything and I
Was told to break a leg
But I aimed for your neck instead. I know it hit you hard, but there’s no need to lose your

Head home, head home (will you give it up?)
Next time you leave, will you promise me you’re never coming back?
You’re never coming back.
Back home, back home (we can fall apart)
Where I’ll stop the beating of your broken heart, in hopes that I can
Make this all restart

Tell me do you regret, the night you lied awake in bed
And the words you never said? Stabbed in the back, but I’m not dead
I’m not dead yet and I will never

Head home, head home (will you give it up?)
Next time you leave, will you promise me you’re never coming back?
You’re never coming back.
Back home, back home (we can fall apart)
Where I’ll stop the beating of your broken heart, in hopes that I can
Make this all restart

Too close for comfort sweetie, yeah that bullet would have hit me
(come on, come on) Can you hear me?
(come on, come on) Let’s get this heart beating
Too close for comfort sweetie, yeah that bullet would have hit me
(come on, come on)
(come on, come on)

Head home, head home (will you give it up?)
Next time you leave, will you promise me you’re never coming back?
You’re never coming back.
Back home, back home (we can fall apart)
Where I’ll stop the beating of your broken heart, in hopes that I can
Make this all restart
Track Name: The Ballad of Verbal Abuse
It’s so hard to breathe, when I’m under the sheets
And all your weight is on me
But I can’t really feel it, ‘cause you’re not really here
And you haven’t been

Let’s look to the ceilings, with our nooses tied high
Our mothers and fathers always said we could fly, so we will

The colors and shades are spilled all across your skin
The blacks and blues are all signed by him

Let’s look to the ceilings, with our nooses tied high
Our mothers and fathers always said we could fly, so we will

If you are the painting, I’ll be the mantel
I’ll hold you off your feet
When you just can’t handle, the things he does

Let’s look to the ceilings, with our nooses tied high
Our mothers and fathers always said we could fly, so we will
Let’s look to the ceilings, with our nooses tied high
Our mothers and fathers always said we could fly, so we will
Track Name: Speed Limit: 80
I’m glad you don’t hold me in high regard
‘cause when you let me down, you let me down so hard
The ground is soft but it’s a long fall

Disappointment, has gotten me so bereaved
Dejection, and rejection
Will also work for me
And what I’m taking, well it’s not working
The damage I do, is all you need to see

Your friends are everything I hate, and everything I love
When the tables turn, I’ll pray to where you are
If my worst sin, is writing you this song,
You should know: I love you for who you aren’t

Disappointment, has gotten me so bereaved
Dejection, and rejection
Will also work for me
And what I’m taking, well it’s not working
The damage I do, is all you need to see

Drugs won’t kill you, but they might as well
Drugs won’t kill you, but I’ll make your life hell
Doors and windows, ghosts in every verse
And I’m making myself hurt, by making this all worse