HE’S TROUBLE  (Ginoli)

I met him at a party
We bonded right away
It was obvious 
The attraction was 2-way

He said he lived on a boat, but there was a fire
So he’s surfing sofas for a little while
I gave him my number but he lost his phone
His message was clear as a dial tone

He’s trouble (T-R-O-U-B-L-E)
He’s trouble (T-R-O-U-B-L-E)
Trouble with a capital T, T-R-O-U-B-L-E 

He wants to model again
When he loses 10 pounds
But the 40s he drinks in the park 
Are weighing him down    

He’s always wearing the same old hat
His hair is receding, he’s touchy bout that
He’s always broke but always has a drink
Add it up it’s hard not to think…

(repeat chorus)

It’s one disappointment after another
It’s always some excuse about something or other 
Gave him the benefit of the doubt
But soon your patience just runs out

(repeat chorus)

He’s trouble, he’s trouble, he’s trouble… 

LOVE CAME ALONG  (Freeman)

I once wrote a song about being a slut
Nothing meant more to me than busting a nut
Now I’ve grown older and that life ain’t making the cut
I’m willing to follow my gut and admit I was wrong
Because love came along

I had it easy and sex was so easy to get
I had no problem with fucking someone I’d just met
I’ve had some nights that I’m sure I will never forget
But now all the rules have reset because love came along
Because love came along

For me, life was fancy and free
And I’d give it up for a man if he fancied me
You see, sex was all quantity
And with hundreds of men in my wake I think you’ll agree that

There’s not a thing wrong with being a slut
Except for the part where I’ve hit a rut
And now that I’m older the question at hand is “so what?”
I’m willing to follow my gut even if I am wrong

Because love came along
I was so easy, had sex with whomever I met
I had no problem avoiding diseases and yet
I woke up sometimes with some guys that I really regret
But now all the rules have reset because love came along
Because love came along

For me, life is fancy and free
And I give it up for one man who has taken me
You see, no man’s better than he
And with hundreds of men in my wake I can judge easily and

Now all the rules have reset because love came along
I never wake up with regret now that love came along
I’m only a slut for my man now that love came along
Only busting a nut in one man now that love came along
I’m the happiest guy in the world now that love came along
I know you’ll grow tired of hearing it so I’m ending this song

YOU’RE ON THE PHONE (Reader/Freeman/Illades)

I’ve spent a lifetime leaning on walls
And spent a thousand nights alone just screening my calls
But now the phone is singing your song
The ringing is the sound I had missed all along
The sweetest sound I’ve ever known

‘Cause you’re on the phone  
You’re on the phone
You’re always on the phone 

It seems of late our connection is bad
And I can’t help but miss those conversations we had
When I look up sending a text

You’re staring at your phone and checking up on your ex
We’re side by side but all alone

‘Cause you’re on the phone  
You’re on the phone
You’re always on the phone

I’m always on my own
We’re both always on the phone
Turn off the phone

And dial my tone
You’re on the phone

KISS ME AT MIDNIGHT (NEW YEAR’S EVE)  (Ginoli)

Well it wasn’t the worst year    
But it wasn’t the best
And now that it’s ending
I’m glad to put it to rest

But there’s a party on New Years
I want you to attend
Cause I know how I want
To bring the year to an end

So kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve
Ring in the New Year with me
Oh Kiss me kiss me kiss me, 
Kiss me kiss me kiss me,
Kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve 

The calendar pages
Are all flying by
Each year passes faster
Am I running out of time?

But there’s a party on New Years
And I want to take you
Cause at the end of the year
I know what I want to do

So kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve
Ring in the New Year with me
Oh Kiss me kiss me kiss me, 
Kiss me kiss me kiss me,
Kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve 
Oh Kiss me kiss me kiss me, 
Kiss me kiss me kiss me,
Kiss me at midnight on New Year’s Eve

HALFWAY TO NOWHERE  (Freeman)

Congratulations: you’ve made it this far  
Not much of a future the way that things are  
No job, no money, and worse of all, no plan  

Don’t have much to speak of, not even a car  
I used to have to come and pick you up after closing time at the bar  
I thought by now you would’ve had enough, living life like Peter Pan  

Because you’re halfway to nowhere  
And you’re running out of time  

I’m going to be frank with you ‘cause if I don’t who will  
Since I left you’ve spent a lot of time going farther down that hill  
I won’t be there to catch you and it’s not that I don’t care  Because you’re halfway to nowhere  And you’re running out of time  

Because you’re halfway to nowhere  
And you’re running out of time  

I wish we could be closer but you know that I don’t dare  

Because you’re halfway to nowhere  
And you’re running out of time

WORK ON IT, BABE  (Ginoli)

Did you think you were doing me a favor?
When you said that you’d go out with me
But now I’m not diggin’ the flavor
Of what you think the two of us should be

‘Cause if you want to be interesting
You’ve got to be interested in things
Otherwise you’re just another pretty face
But you know, you know you gotta

Work on it, babe
You gotta work on it babe
Yeah, work on it, babe
Or you’re never gonna keep a man  

Did you think you were doing me a favor?
When your friends said, 
Why are you with him?
Was it because there was something deep to savor
Or was it just, was it just a whim?

‘Cause if you want to be interesting
You’ve got to be interested in things
Otherwise you’re just another pretty face
Who’ll continue to get chased
But you know, you know you gotta

Work on it, babe
You gotta work on it babe

Work on it, babe
You gotta work on it babe
Yeah, work on it, babe
Or you’re never gonna keep a man  

I’M THE FRIEND (Ginoli)

I’m the friend
You know me
In the cast
But never the lead
In the back
A supporting role
Not the one
Whose story gets told
But I hang around till the end
I’m the friend

I’m the friend
A shoulder to cry on
And depend
To trust and rely on
You know me
So consistent
You can talk
And I’ll be there to listen
I don’t get the guy in the end
I’m the friend

I’m the friend whose pride gets swallowed
Always waiting for tomorrow
Not the one who wins the prize
Always watching from the side
Keep my feelings to myself
The focus always somewhere else
On the edges, on the fringe
On the outside looking in
Wary of the final score
But always hold out hope for more

I’m the friend
Taking the back seat
Not the one
You’re waiting to see
Overlooked
Taken for granted
Know my role
Even when I can’t stand it

When it’s all been done and said
When it’s all been done and said
When it’s all been done and said
I’m the friend
I’m the friend
I’m the friend

BLAME THE BIBLE  (Reader/Freeman/Illades)

He’s a politician with a love of the lord
He’s getting kickbacks from his seat on the church board
He voted no, of course, on your civil rights
And if he gets elected he’d reverse that, all right

Your basic needs are not his priority
He’s got his reputation to oversee
So if you’re gay or if you just don’t fit in
He’ll introduce you to the wages of sin

He hides behind the Bible’s libel
And wants to scare you straight
He’s redesigned the Bible’s libel
To justify his hate
When asked if there’s a woman, he’d rather not say
And what about this asshole caught with kiddie porn?
He’s funneling funds through churches “to protect the unborn”

I can’t believe, I can’t believe what they say
They’ll say anything to get their own way
They have no limits, they’ll just blatantly lie
In the name of Jesus it’s all justified

They’re quoting all the Bible’s libel
The ones that suit their needs
Promoting all the Bible’s libel
With words but not their deeds
What’s written in the Bible is libel
No matter what you’ve heard
We’re sick of all the Bible’s libel
So don’t believe a word 

Do you want him for your president? NO
Do you want him for your president? NO
Do you want her for your president? NO
Do you want him for your president? HELL NO
Do you want religion controlling your life? HELL NO
Do you want religion controlling your life? HELL NO
Do you want religion controlling your life? HELL NO
Then I want you to repeat after me

We don’t need the Bible, Bible
So throw it all away
Yeah, we don’t heed the Bible, Bible
Any-fucking-way
What’s written in the Bible is libel
But slanders you and me
So spit into the Bible, Bible
And just be free

Isn’t it about time we gave up on Christianity?
I mean really, it’s so unnecessary and so deceitful.
Using verses from the Bible to validate their hate
Just look at all the damage they’ve caused.
So let’s take away the one thing they use to perpetuate this worldwide fraud
And tear up the Bible

Can you tell the difference between any of those other religions? HELL NO
Do we really need any of them anymore? HELL NO

MISTAKES  (Ginoli)

I used to try 
To psych myself out
Pretending the ending 
Was never in doubt 

Mistakes
So confusing
Mistakes
And you were a doozy
Mistakes, mistakes, mistakes.

Right at the start
Things seemed terrific
But things looks rosy
When you don’t get too specific 

(repeat chorus)

A promising beginning
Turned possessive and clinging
I should have known

I should have known

(repeat chorus)

IT’S A SIN  (Lowe/Tennant)

oh, just look up the lyrics on the internet

MY HEART ACHES FOR YOU  (Ginoli)

We get along so easily
We can talk and talk endlessly
Though I love that we’re close friends
I hate that’s where it ends
Cause you do it all for me 

I’ve been waiting half my life
For someone like you to arrive
But no matter what I try
I will never be your type
And I know that can’t be denied

But my heart aches for you
Yeah my heart aches for you
I’ve waited half my life
But I’ll never be your type
Still my heart aches for you

I’ve dated so many guys
And a lot of them were really nice
But I must report
That they all fell short
And things with you feel so right

There’s really nothing I can do
To try to change your point of view
It’s nobody’s fault
It’s just the way things are
But now I’m supposed to find somebody new?

But my heart aches for you
Yeah my heart aches for you
I’ve waited half my life
But I’ll never be your type
Still my heart aches for you
Still my heart aches for you

(IS THIS WHAT IT’S LIKE) GETTING OLD (Freeman)

My phone just don’t ring like it used to
Some of my best friends are dead
And the most exciting thing in my evening
Is a hot cup of tea before bed
I’ve got more aches and pains than I used to
And now I’ll avoid a big crowd
I hate the suggestion but there is a question
I find myself asking out loud

Is this what it’s like, is this what it’s like
Is this what it’s like getting old?
I cherish each day and each roll in the hay
Is this what it’s like getting old?

Please do not think I’m complaining
I’m merely presenting the facts
And while I am at it, I might as well add
It takes three drinks a day to relax
I never expected to be here
Or thought I would end up like this
So allow me to ponder this question, I wonder
What’s happened to years that I’ve missed?

Is this what it’s like, is this what it’s like
Is this what it’s like getting old?
I don’t want no sympathy, but my mind ain’t what it used to be
Is this what it’s like getting old?

Is this what it’s like, is this what it’s like
Is this what it’s like getting old?
It takes longer, you’ll see, now I sit down to pee
Is this what it’s like getting old?

TOO MUCH TO ASK (Ginoli)

To get my attention
Ain’t that hard, you know
After so many letdowns
The bar is set so low
Are we a bunch of babies?
Are we a bunch of flakes?
Been blown off so often
How much more can I take?

A return phone call
A return text
To simply so show up
At a time and date that’s set
To merely keep your word
Is that too hard a task?
Are all of these simple things
Just too much to ask?
Too much to ask…
Are all of these simple things
Just too much to ask?

As I retreat into defeat so sadly
Why do gay men treat each other so badly?
Worshipping some app like a savior
With no penalty or consequences
For your bad behavior

I wanted to touch your body
I wanted to hold it
I was ready to pitch a tent
Now I’m gonna fold it
Another guy who doesn’t show up
Makes me wanna throw up
Time to fucking grow up
However old you are

A return phone call
A return text
To simply so show up
At a time and date that’s set
To merely keep your word
Is that too hard a task?
Are all of these simple things
Just too much to ask?Is a small amount of courtesy
Just too much to ask?

SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL (Ginoli)

I wanted to say something beautiful
But it didn’t turn out that way
To say something to make things right
But you’re not listening anyway
When sadness turns to anger
Resentment’s coming next
After dumping me the way you did
What did you expect?

But we had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
For a long, long time

One day you sat me down to talk
But your reasons made no sense
6 months of holding in your feelings
Came at my expense
Can’t believe, still can’t believe
How many months have passed
Can’t believe that you and me
Are now part of the past

But we had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
And you threw it all away

People walk into your life
Sharing something deep and strong
But just as quickly disappear
They leave, forever gone
So don’t wait for that phone to ring
The silence is too loud
Get used to the idea
People always let you down

I felt so comfortable with you
I could really be myself
Even though you broke things off
It still felt like success

‘Cause we had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
And you had something beautiful

Yeah we had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
We had something beautiful,
For a long, long time