Greyson Chance - Portraits Booklet

SHUT UP I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up Lying on the beach, the middle of December I’m thinking you’re too cool to even remember My face, my hair, my eyes, my lips, and my name Lighting up that clove, your confidence is what I want I say a lot, I’m loud ‘cause maybe you’re the one Your hair, your eyes, your lips, and your name, baby I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up Oh baby, I’ll shut up x4 You dress in all black, the middle of the summer You’re smoother than you think, you rock that Alex Turner Your style, your arms, wrapped in leather, makes me want you forever But I cannot break this habit, pure anxiety Stuck here searching for some words that you might need Maybe you don’t need them, it’s not what we’re about And maybe I’ll just slow it down x5 I cannot hold my tongue, you give me much to say I’m sweating bullets, nervous that you’ll push away And when your eyes catch mine, I know I talk too much So give me your two lips and baby, I’ll shut up Oh baby, I’ll shut up x4

BLEED YOU STILL I don’t even understand how I can find someone again People say just start as friends but it ain’t easy to pretend

You turn my weaknesses, my sins, into fictions, into myths Got me saying all this shit, shit I thought I never meant

I’m living cigarettes on cigarettes some nights that I I just forget, those silhouettes of my regrets and my pride I’m wanting chemistry on chemistry that fucking vibe I Can’t believe, think you could be that remedy I can’t find

‘Cause I love those cigarettes on cigarettes those nights That I Just forget, those silhouettes of my regrets and my pride I’m wanting chemistry on chemistry, that fucking vibe I Can’t believe think you could be that remedy I can’t find

You’ll be the right to all my wrongs I’ll be the one to keep you strong Even when all the love gets drawn, I’ll bleed you still You’ll be the oxygen I breathe Under the covers if you need Even if all your loving leaves, I’ll bleed you still, I will

You’ll be the right to all my wrongs I’ll be the one to keep you strong Even when all the love gets drawn, I’ll bleed you still You’ll be the oxygen I breathe Under the covers if you need Even if all your loving leaves, I’ll bleed you still, I will I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you still I’ll bleed, I’ll bleed you x3

YOURS I’m holding onto every word that you last said to me Hear your emotion and how everything to you was uneasy All these hours between us, they mean nothing I’ll be back to you one day, one day And all these miles between us, they mean nothing Oh, I promise we’re okay, we’re okay now

No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours Given the way you make me feel, I want you more If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours

2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you I’m yours, I’m yours 2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature Remember that night out in my car I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you I’m yours, I’m yours When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars? still Remember that night out in my car yours, still yours When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars? still yours, still yours No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours Given the way you make me feel, I want you more If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours I’m hoping that you’ll hear me when I say I need you around, ‘Cause life’s so busy, babe You keep me up, I’m never coming down, oh yeah, hey And all these towns between us, they mean nothing I’ll be back to you one day, one day And all these roads between us, they mean nothing Oh, I promise we’re okay, we’re okay 2 AM calls, oh, it’s my nature I’m a little bit high, calling to tell you I’m yours, I’m yours Remember that night out in my car When I told you there wouldn’t be no scars? still yours, still yours No matter who I’m with, it’s you that I adore If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours Given the way you make me feel, I want you more If you’re not sure, baby, I’m yours I know it’s how you’re feeling, I’m here, I’m never leaving I’m yours, I’m yours I know it’s how you’re feeling, I’m here, I’m never leaving I’m yours, I’m yours Oh, I’m yours

One of the first gigs I ever played, out of all places, was at my brother’s fraternity house in Norman for some philanthropy event. And, you see, my 12 year old self at the time decided to go on stage and intro one of the ballads by saying, “This is for all the people who have fucked me over.” At 12 years old, I can only imagine how long that list was. And after the show, my mom pulled me aside with, like, true Catholic anger in her eyes, red in the face, you know, whole nine yards. And she said, “Listen, men don’t talk like that, boys do, and I’m raising you to be a man.” And of course she was right and I think I hated most that I disappointed her. She stopped smoking the year I was born, but any time I think of that story, I always picture her with a Virginia Slim in her hand. It was her favorite smoke.

WEST TEXAS I can see the sky for miles, I can see that time so clear When you told me “forever” was a word that I should not fear I can see you driving and smoking, Virginia Slims on the dash On that day I was crying, you stopped the car, looked back You said “Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin I hope you will understand When I leave, you better be a good man” I can see that house in the summer, baseball in the yard And when my knees got bloody, you told me keep playing hard I remember mass on Sundays, collared up to the ten You were so damn faithful, even if it all was a mess And in those years that we weren’t speaking When I was drinking for some meaning You called me on the phone and then you said, hey “Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin I hope you will understand When I leave, you better be a good man” “You better be a good man” And it’s so hard to imagine what I’ll do without you here As you gaze your eyes towards mine, tell me to wipe away those tears You say Jesus loves you, always will, no matter what you did And in that moment, I’m a kid again You said

“Boy, get the message, this ain’t no New York City Born and bred in West Texas, raised you to be different No matter how it ends, no matter all your sin I hope you will understand When I leave, you better be a good man” “You better be a good man”

WHITE ROSES White roses on a pastel sky, broken vows on our lips run dry I see you out with your friends, you smile, it’s funny how that goes, I haven’t slept in a while I never saw it coming, I thought we had it all I feel you in those moments, those nights, held in your arms Darling, be careful with me ‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know Darling, be gentle with me When you tell me that you need to go And if you should miss me, don’t call me Don’t tell me, just leave me alone Because you cut me wide open Left teardrops on all my white roses ‘Cause you cut me wide open Left teardrops on all my white roses Same places on a Friday night holding glances, but we’re tongue tied I’m with my friends, and it’s hard to smile, it’s crazy how that feels, I haven’t slept in a while I never saw it coming, I thought we had it all I feel you in those moments, those nights, held in your arms Darling, be careful with me ‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know Darling, be gentle with me When you tell me that you need to go And if you should miss me, don’t call me Don’t tell me, just leave me alone Because you cut me wide open Left teardrops on all my white roses ‘Cause you cut me wide open Left teardrops on all my white roses I want to believe that maybe it’s just emotion But I cannot see my life without you, those moments So wild and free, blinded by love, devoted But now it’s just me, unspoken words, white roses

Darling, be careful with me ‘Cause there’s part of me that you don’t know Darling, be gentle with me When you tell me that you need to go And if you should miss me, don’t call me Don’t tell me, just leave me alone Because you cut me wide open Left teardrops on all my white roses

‒‒ What’s the best strip club in Vegas? ‒‒ The big, the largest now is Hustler ‘cause they have three floors ‒‒ Okay, okay ‒‒ Two floors of ladies and one floor full of Chippendale’s ‒‒ Wow, alright, alright ‒‒ Yes, a little Cuban over there I wanna go see, I always send the ladies to him, “Go find the Cuban guy over there, he wanna give you a lap dance”

BLACK ON BLACK I think I’ve seen you before On a poster that I hung on my door I always wanted just to see a little more Now you’re lying next to me on my floor I’m on some ‘90s shit, lime and a vodka kick Just like I’m cool enough for you I love the way you wear that black on black Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black Take it off like that Let’s stay here for a while You’ll snap some Polaroids ‘cause, boy, that’s your style You’ll tell me that you want to see a little more We end up back down on the floor, hey!

I’m on some ‘90s shit, lime and a vodka kick Just like I’m cool enough for you (Feel like I’m cool enough for you) I love the way you wear that black on black Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black Take it off like that Take it off like that California kid, you’re a nasty punk Smoking them cigs, smoking all them blunts M6 riding and you got that cash Rock that black on black on black California kid, you’re a fucking sleeze But damn, boy, you got me fucking on my knees M6 riding, making out in the back Rock that black on black on black I love the way you wear that black on black Oh, I love the way you talk to me like that With your fingers on my chest, it’s heart attack Oh, I love the way you wear that black on black

California kid, you’re a nasty punk Smoking them cigs, smoking all them blunts M6 riding and you got that cash Rock that black on black on black California kid, you’re a fucking sleeze But damn, boy, you got me fucking on my knees M6 riding, making out in the back Rock that black on black on black

SEASONS NINETEEN Stalled in the mid’ of my street I’m needing some clarity And I carve the radio to find a song like you, like you Oh no, I’m not looking back to rewrite our story’s past I gave up years ago And as guarded as I am, I’ve got things I’ve left unsaid I’m not a kid I’m living in the shade of my mind I just stop for a second, and baby, I reason I move forward like the seasons That season ends, then another begins I’m still chasing me, finding who I am I am 21, feel like I’m over and done Most days I’ve lost, some nights I’ve won No drug that can change me, no one who can make me I made myself and I should know that well That night off 44, thought it was the end I wish he would love me in the way that I loved him I’m not looking back to rewrite my fucking past I gave up years ago And as guarded as I am, I’ve got things I’ve left unsaid I’m not a kid I’m living in the shade of my mind I just stop for a second, and baby, I reason I move forward like the seasons I move forward like the seasons Oh, and I move forward like the seasons Forward like the seasons Forward like the seasons Forward, forward I move forward like the seasons Forward like the seasons Forward like the seasons Forward, forward, forward

TIMEKEEPER Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can’t afford No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your demeanor And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your timekeeper ’Cause I want you more, more, more Ooh, baby, ooh, baby More, more, more ooh baby, ooh, baby Show you that first date at the ramen place When I picked you up late, we were happy that day You told me ‘bout your family, how they hate all your decisions But you never felt it heavy, and you still had vision Show you that first night when we just had sex When your eyes rolled back to the back of your head But now you’re so damn mean, is it a cultural thing?

Guess that you forgot that night when you called me a dream, heavy And you cannot even tell me what’s the reason But you’re addicted to a loneliness, that feeling – Those flowers didn’t help, huh?

You say it’s in your head, you blamed the seasons – Shit, I hate this cold, too But you’re addicted to a sadness, to that feeling – Whatever, just stay on your phone

And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your timekeeper ‘Cause I want you more, more, more Ooh, baby, ooh, baby More, more, more Ooh, baby, ooh, baby Show you that first fight at Hodges Bend When we talked it all out, sealed it up in a kiss But then you had another drink, said you could not feel it ‘Til you threw that glass at me, when you saw I looked at him – Fuck Jealousy is quite a bitch, and you thought that I was joking when I offered the hitch I don’t need all the memories to know we’re A-team And if you can’t see that, then fucking leave, babe You can’t even tell me what’s the reason – Goodbye, RK But you’re addicted to a loneliness, that feeling – Guess I’ll see you another day You say it’s in your head, you blamed the seasons – And to RB, too But you’re addicted to a sadness, to that feeling – Just keep that focus on you

Remember that feel of my hands running through your hair on your bedroom floor Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that we can’t afford No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your Remember that feel of my hands running through your demeanor hair on your bedroom floor And if you forget, the memories fade, I’ll be your Caught in the thrill of a life spending cash on shit that timekeeper we can’t afford ‘Cause I want you more, more, more No, this ain’t the end, no, I’m not dissuaded by your Baby, I want you more demeanor

STAND You’ve got heart and it’s painted on you And I can see all the false yous I see through all that they do And I’m brave when my words are curving But I don’t see me in my eyes anymore Haven’t seen him since that turn I cannot move in forever, I stand On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t No I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand No, I can hardly stand zz I’ve got soul, but it’s weak, it’s aching For I’ve been burnt one too many times Haven’t said the right lines So I smile and say you make me happy But don’t think there’s length to my subtlety I’ve been dying for some sleep I cannot move in forever, I stand On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t No, I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand No, I can hardly stand I live and I learn and I try to pretend That one day, I might be wiser than my sins I live and I learn, let the hope sink in That one day, I might be wiser than my sin, than my sin Than my sin I cannot move in forever, I stand On the feet of my drunkenness, I am my father’s man How you even look in forever? ‘Cause I can’t No, I’m six gin and tonics down, baby, I can hardly stand No, I can hardly stand

LAKESHORE There you are so gracefully, putting on a show Speaking into silence and you’ve bottled up your cold Take me to a foreign place, one without a turn I’m thinking ‘bout the future as we hold the lakeshore And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go Said you had your soulmate, how’s that looking now?

Collared up your neck, with him, you left that frown Take me to a quiet place, one without a turn We’ll talk about the future as we hold the lakeshore And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go And if that fire’s to fade, I won’t leave you in the blue And if that feeling dies, don’t lose sight, you felt it, too You say it’s rapture now, I don’t like feeling so used And when those choirs fade, I’ll keep standing up for you And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go (I don’t wanna go home) And I don’t wanna go home, I don’t wanna go Oh, I don’t wanna go home, home, home

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