It couldn't have been better if I wrote myself.

The is by far my favorite album ever. Less Than Jake hit the nail right on the f*ckin' head. This is the most accurate CD that I'd found to fit my over all emotions. This is one song from it. It' s called:

The Ghosts of You and Me.

I've been down

Wandering past 2nd Street and

looking at the ghosts

Of you and me and thinking back

on all those memeries

Of how we use to be

I've been hearing

I hear those voices over the noises

of the breaking glass

And all those plans we had

to get us through,

They're never coming true

I hope and hope

That you won't forget

I'm hoping

Hope you know that

I can clearly see

The ghosts of you and me

And I'm a moved on memory

And you're still alive

And I'm still getting by

On these dead end streets

The ghosts of you and me

I'm still talking, talk of what we'll do

To the ghosts of me and you

And I'm still looking back into the past

When we wer all we had

I hope and hope

That you won't forget

I'm hoping

Hope you know that

I can clearly see

The ghosts of you and me

And I'm just a moved on memory

And you still live on

And I'm still getting by

On these dead end streets

The ghosts of you and me

The ghosts of you and me

I hope you won't forget

I hope you know that I'll always regret

Those things I've said

I hope you know that I can clearly see

The ghosts of you and meeee

Cause I'm just a moved on memory

And you still live on

And I'm still getting by

On these dead end streets

The ghosts of you and meeee 4X