Hey Babe
 
Everybody Loves Me But You
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Well, I wake up every morning and the first thing that I say
Is that I hope that I can make it through another lonely day.
I'm afraid I might explode if I keep going on this way...
 
People always notice me wherever I go,
They think I'm lucky, but they dont really know.
Beauty and brains are all that I've got,
I've got a cold, cold bed and a broken heart,
A broken heart.
 
Everybody loves me !
Everyone but you,
But nobody undoes me
Like the thought of you can do.
They search my eyes, but [they/I] don't know why !
'Cause all I ever do is cry !
Everybody loves me
But you...
 
Girls wanna be me so they can pick and choose,
They figure out of ten men, there's no way that they can lose.
Men would walk the plank for me and set themselves on fire;
What do they see in me that isn't sad and
Tired ?
Tired...
 
I could fill my life with people who wanna be with me,
Do like when they say there's other fish in the sea.
There's a world out there and a million things to do,
But what do I care if it doesn't include you.
You...
 
Everybody loves me !
Everyone but you,
But nobody undoes me
Like the thought of you can do.
They search my eyes, but [they/I] don't know why !
'Cause all they ever do is cry !
Everybody loves me.
 
[.../A] Cold, cold bed and a broken heart,
A cold, cold bed and a broken heart,
An empty house and a broken car,
A cold, cold bed and a broken heart.
 
 
Lost And Saved
(Juliana Hatfield & John Strohm) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music / Serrano Music, BMI
 
I know exactly where we stand,
You're on your feet and I'm in quicksand.
I cannot help myself, I need a hand...
 
Just when I think I'm dead,
He turns up just in time for bed.
I thank my lucky stars again !
 
I sold my soul for rock and roll,
I never ever get a kiss.
But now, I bought it back and gave it away
For another night like this.
 
I found a way to use my head;
I go over and over every word [he/you] said.
Look how I can make something out of nothing...
 
Say a prayer for the dying and the lost.
Ooh... oo-oo-ooh... oo-oo-ooh...
When he said he loved me, he was
Lying, but he had his fingers crossed !...
 
 
It's okay, he's not to blame !
Let him have his toys.
I know how to play that game
And I know that he's a beautiful boy !...
 
I'll take him any day !
But I won't wait around and I won't pray
'Cause in my heart of hearts, I have been saved !...
 
Say a prayer for the dying and the lost.
Ooh... oo-oo-ooh... oo-oo-ooh...
When he said he loved me, he was
Lying, but he had his fingers crossed !...
 
 
I See You
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
What's that over there
moving on the wall ?
A second glance
And it's not there at all !
 
What's that sitting there
on the page of my book ?
It hides behind the words
when I try to take a closer look.
 
I can't reach out and grab it,
But that's okay with me !
 
What's that jumping up and down
in the middle of the street ?
It lingers, then it melts into
The wavy liquid heat.
 
What are all those dizzy circles
In the corner of my eye ?
They laugh and float away !
As I look into the sky !
 
Can't [put/get] my arms around it,
But that doesn't bother me
'Cause all I have to do is dream...
 
I see you...
Every place I go.
I see you...
In people I don't even know.
 
I close my eyes and I see you !
I open 'em wide and I see you !
 
I see you...
 
Who am I to close my mind
From what it wants to see ?
And who are you to tell the truth
And kill my fantasy ?
Why are all those people always saying
Things about me ?...
I'm not a loser !
I'm just lonely !...
 
Yea, I wanna lay down next to you,
But [I'm not/I don't have] one to complain.
Yeah, I wanna touch you too.
 
Do me a favor and appease my aching eyes...
Won't you please materialize ?...
 
Play another of your tricks with my sight...
Be here in the flesh tonight...
 
What's that pretty little thing
Crawling up my wrist ?
Call me crazy !
Call me a masochist !
 
But I'd rather have you in my mind
Than completely out of sight,
So I'll just go on dreaming
For the rest of my life !...
 
I see you...
Every night and day.
I see you...
In a million different ways.
 
I close my eyes and I see you !
I open 'em wide and I see you !...
 
Yeah !...
 
I see you...
 
 
The Lights
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
I follow the path
Of a falling star,
It takes me closer to where you are.
Are...
 
What can I do ?
I try to be with you,
But I can only go so far.
 
You're light years ahead of me,
So bright that I can't help but see
And you, I know how good it could be...
 
I try to look outside myself,
I try to find some outside help,
I'll try to sleep till you come up tonight.
 
And I'll lie down right under the lights
For a little while, I can feel alright !
A better life is in plain sight !...
I'll be fine [till/until] the time comes !
To put out all of the lights.
 
Half a moon
Is moon enough
To get me all the way across the bay.
 
A roman candle
Shoots off from the beach
And lightning strikes a place way out of my reach...
 
I'd say I have the perfect view
If only it was always true,
But in dark is it most of the time...
 
When I get right down in front of the lights !
Sometimes, I really start to feel alright !
A better life is in plain sight !...
I'll be fine [till/until] the sun comes up !
And dims the light of the night.
 
 
Come up right down next to me.
I don't have to say anything,
It's better than any made up fantasy.
 
Looking out and looking up,
I can see with my eyes shut !...
This might just be the best time of my life !...
 
[Yeah,/And] when I get right down in front of the lights !
Sometimes, I really start to feel alright !
A better life is in plain sight !...
I'll be fine [till/until] the time comes !
To put out all of the lights.
 
 
Nirvana
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
I shut the windows and close the store.
I lay down on the bathroom floor,
Everyone I know is a bore.
 
I'm starting to think that everything stink,
That I could really use a drink,
Then I got up and hit my head on the sink.
 
Father, Father, Father, Father,
Do you call ?
Father, Father, Father,
Should I end it all ?...
 
Now, here comes the song I love so much,
Makes me wanna go [and/...] fuck shit up.
Now, I got nirvana in my head,
I'm so glad I'm not dead.
 
I [slammed/slam] my hand in [a/the] car door.
I [screamed/scream] till I could scream no more !
Bloody and mean and rotten to the core.
 
Father, Father, Father, Father,
Do you call ?
Satan, Satan, Satan,
Should I end it all ?...
 
You try to get off the ground,
But you always end up coming down.
 
When the sound comes around and goes in your ears,
You can do anything you have no fears.
 
When that sound comes around and goes in my ears,
I can do anything I have no fears.
 
Now, here comes the song I love so much,
Makes me wanna go [and/...] fuck shit up.
[Now,/...] I got nirvana in my head,
I'm so glad I'm not dead...
 
Now, here comes the song, I love it so much !
Makes me wanna go [and/...] fuck shit up !...
Now, I got nirvana in my head !
I'm so glad I'm not dead !...
 
 
Forever Baby
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
He falls down drunk, I hold him up,
He drinks and I refill his cup,
Then I take him home and put him to bed.
 
He wakes me in the dead of night,
[He/...] lets me be his second sight
To guide him when he's sleepwalking,
Listen when he's sweet-talking.
 
I see the end of the road in his eyes.
He's got a long way to go.
 
I hold him like a loaded gun,
I know he might go off with anyone,
But I know he's only tryin' to have some fun.
 
He sees a couple of things in me,
Like how I'm not very hard to please.
It's really pretty easy...
 
I see my long lost home in his eyes.
He sees a nice hotel in mine...
 
I'll stick it out forever, babe.
If we keep coming back together, maybe
You'll start to see it like me...
 
 
I'll stick it out forever, babe.
If we keep coming back together, maybe
You'll start to see it like me...
 
I'll stick it out forever, baby !
I'll stick it out forever, baby !
 
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
I'll stick it out ! (Forever, baby !...)
 
 
Ugly
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
I don't look at faces, I look at my feet,
I'm all alone when I walk down the street,
I'm in the kitchen 'cause I can't take the heat,
I wanna leave, but I stay in my seat
 
'Cause I'm ugly
With a capital U...
And I don't need a mirror
To see that it's true...
 
Ask me a question, then I will mess up,
Oo-oo-ooh...
I'll tell a lie and I'll never fess up.
 
I'm pretty lost, but I don't wanna be found.
No, no, no, no, no...
My tiny screams don't make a sound.
No...
 
'Cause I'm ugly
With a capital U...
And I don't need a mirror
To see that it's true...
 
'Cause I'm ugly
With a capital U...
And I need nobody
To tell me the truth...
 
 
No Outlet
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
 
I left when you were still asleep,
Glad we had the chance to meet.
I walked by your room and whispered your name,
I knew I wouldn't be back again...
 
It's [a/...] seed that's gotta go
Unsown...
It's a missed connection,
A cancelled show...
 
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
 
There's a light shining out through your eyes at me,
But getting in is just like [tryin'/trying] to crawl up a tree.
I try to get past all that stuff,
But a little while is never enough...
 
Like a power line, it's hanging
Low...
Seems like there's no outlet
On [my standing rope/this dead-end road]...
 
Do... do-do-do... du-du-duh...
 
 
Hey, babe ! There's something I can keep,
Break off a chunk of you and give me a piece...
I put it in my pocket to save it for the days
When thoughts of you come back to me and won't go away.
 
'Cause I cannot make my dreams come true,
No matter how I try
And I cannot be satisfied
Just knowing you're alive...
 
Dealt a good hand and forced to fold...
Pushed by [a circumstance/circumstances] beyond our control...
Oh oh...
Oh oh...
Oh oh-oh...
Ooh...
 
 
Quit
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
I made it to the top of the wall.
This could be mine, I could own it all.
I better jump before I fall.
 
I'm gonna quit while I'm ahead...
Before I say anything
That I wish,
That I wish I hadn't said...
 
This is it, my car has arrived
To take us to the greener grass on the other side,
But look at all the people who died,
[Who/...] crashed when they went out for a ride.
 
So I'm gonna quit while I'm ahead...
Before I say anything
That I wish,
That I wish I hadn't said...
 
 
Get Off Your Knees
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
You taste little bits that [you/...] wouldn't digest
And you shit 'em out of your system.
You grab hands, squeeze, then let it go...
Drop it and watch it fall away like snow...
 
Yearning for a drug that doesn't exist,
Using your mouth like a fist !
That smile can't even show on your face !...
You gotta get out of this place !...
 
Like [a loose snare/the noose snared] to your leg [don't fit],
[Go/Though] even if you found the key, [ you can't... ]
 
Get off your knees and repeat after me:
The devil rocks my soul !...
Accept the fact that he didn't die
And you'll begin to go !...
 
There's a lump in my throat that won't go away !
I'm gonna rip it out !!...
I'm gonna kill desire and knock it down,
[Keep it/You'll be] under my foot, down on the ground...
 
 
You're trying to get the picture
When there's nothing really to get.
You're running around in the desert trying to get wet...
 
You're wanting to hold on tight
When there's nothing really to hold...
Stop that train of thought that drives you into the cold !...
 
 
Get off your knees and repeat after me:
The devil rocks my soul !...
Accept the fact that he didn't die
And you'll begin to go !...
 
Get off your knees and repeat after me:
The devil rocks my soul !...
Accept the fact that he didn't die
And you'll begin to go !...
 
 
No Answer
(Juliana Hatfield) 1992 Juliana Hatfield Music, BMI
 
You're the only one thing that I believe,
The only one thing that I can see.
I'm not blind, so tell me why...
Why don't you come up and see me some time ?...
 
It's the only thing that stays with me,
The one thing that won't run away from me...
 
The answer doesn't lie, (Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
At least not in the back of my mind ! (Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
Can't find it in your eye, (Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
Can't find it in time.
 
 
I'm sure of myself and I know the truth.
Now, all I have to do is show it to you.
It looks so easy, but it's hard to do...
You...
 
I jump in [my/the] car, turn the music on !
I'm gonna be gone, but I don't know how long.
I've got time, so tell me why...
Will it take a whole life
To prove what you know is right ?...
Why ?...
Why ?...
Why ?...
 
Why ?... Why ?...
 
The answer doesn't lie, (Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
At least not in the back of my mind ! (Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
Can't find it in your eye, (Do-do... do-do-do-oo...)
Can't find it in time.
 
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
 
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do...)
 
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do-oo...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do-oo...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do-oo...)
(Do-do... do-do-do... do-do-oo...)
 
(Ooh...)
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