hey alana don't you know she wants ya oh you can do what you can to break free of the man and im sitting across from you as you are staring into me and im telling you everything as you are soaking it all up and im confessing feelings that you'll never reciprocate and as i throw my hair back i see nothing in the mirror hey alana we could be just like the waltons be in the mountains, live in a cabin and we could live out our fantasies with nobody to call us crazy can you see it? and im sitting across from you as you are staring into me and im telling you everything as you are soaking it all up and im confessing feelings that you'll never reciprocate and as you throw your hair back i blow our memories into the wind

a full tank of gas and an empty mind ive got nowhere to go and an angry heart evelyn, don't you know? evelyn, can't you feel? how i do? i am a beat poet gesticulating on a stage performing for everyone for a shot at fame i just know that i am destined for something greater right after i die im just writing another shitty pop song and maybe it will grow another life in my head where the furrow makes deeper ground evelyn i miss you so but you don't me

lemonade softly runs down your face three years almost exactly to the day you swore that you'd never change the forest knows what can never be said i float through the foggy air observing all the wings of colour your tapes and strings all rang and soared through my clutter wake up and feel the room fill brim with light and dust art on the wall dissolves in two just as people invariously tend to do

oh baby sing the story of dionysis grapevines honey ivy and androgyny they say ignorance is bliss but ignorance makes you act with complicity half way to the place we belong their faces all dropped off and melted into the pot of disbelief you're at the point where noone can hear you we never did exist until our society allowed us i like to phase in and place myself where i dont belong and in the very tops of trees where smoke and feelings always rise ill tell you goodnight and be awake for so much longer

"todd, i'm sorry, all right? i screwed up. i know i screwed up. i don't know why-" "oh great! of course! here it comes! you can't keep doing this! you can't keep doing shitty things, and then feel bad about yourself like that makes it okay! you need to be better!" "i know. and i'm sorry, okay? i was drunk, and there was all the pressure with the oscar campaign. but now, now that it's over, i-" "no! no, bojack, just stop. you are all the things that are wrong with you. it's not the alcohol, or the drugs, or any of the shitty things that happened to you in your career, or when you were a kid. it's you. alright? it's you. fuck, man. what else is there to say?" "hey, taneisha?" "bojack? i was thinking about what you said-" "yeah, stop doing that. nobody should be thinking about the things that i say." "i love karen, but does she complete me?" "taneisha, nobody completes anybody. that's not a real thing. if you're lucky enough to find someone you can halfway tolerate, sink your nails in and don't let go, no matter what." "so what, i just... settle?" "yes, thank you, exactly. settle. because otherwise you're just gonna get older, and harder, and more alone. and you're gonna do everything you can to fill that hole, with friends, and your career, and meaningless sex, but the hole doesn't get filled. one day, you're gonna look around and you're going to realize that everybody loves you, but nobody likes you... and that is the loneliest feeling in the world."

and i am trying to reach you after a long night of smoking and crying but you refuse to pick up and as im laying broken all along the floor you're sure to step on me just like you did before and i don't know what to do with you spitting garbage to try and make things how they were before we knew each other for what we really are all im trying to say is that i really missed this "im sorry that things have been so hard for you. but that doesn't give you the right to be shitty to me! i can't be around someone who's just fueled by bitterness and negativity." "well then, what are you doing here?" "what happened, bojack?" "same thing that always happens. you didn't know me. you fell in love with me. then you knew me." "you know, it's funny. when you look at somebody through rose coloured glasses, all the red flags just look like flags." hang myself with xlr cables pour myself a steaming glass of pity i took the knife and ran it through your love you didn't even notice as you moved on to the next one the next one the next one the next one

bang my head against the wall send a message in morse code decypher it all to learn what i really mean trapped inside this cube ill sit here and wait forever for someone to let me out your face fades in to view as the colours bend to you and the choir sings out of tune condescending bird calls ring out through the air and maybe ill hear one too the trees know our names intertwined with our tongues calling out for a heart to love i just want to love you i just want to love you why don't you love me

your voice emanates from a shitty pa my thoughts are a million miles away and i tried to think of something to say when you asked if we were gay i honestly didn't mean to say that ill be fine let me sleep on the mat break down my walls with a bat and then build them all again out of a hat my friends are there for me until they aren't i shouldn't feel this way but fuck my heart spending all this time just to lower my guard i know you care but this is really hard

i call out to the heart at once but she never calls me back throw my phone to the bottom of a river and never once look back why am i always closer to others than they are to me why am i always choking on smoke going down the highway and maybe i just need to grow a spine just tell me after all this time that you don't wanna know me anymore what are you supposed to say when you've said everything to fuck it up apologies are never enough if you continually refuse to be better precious few examples live inside cigarette butts and old rusted beer cans and maybe i just need to grow a spine just tell me after all this time that you don't wanna know me anymore im bleeding out of hope for the future and im losing time to these chemicals but memory and body will still be there even after im gone and maybe i just need to grow a spine just tell me after all this time that you don't wanna know me anymore [alana pt.2] hey alana don't you know she wants ya do what you can to break free of the man