| Song | Jess And Charlie |
| Artist | Pianos Become the Teeth |
| Album | Topshelf Records 2010 Summer Sampler |
| Give her back and give him back to her | |
| Her Charlie stayed fenced in on Underwood road, she grew old and | |
| She forever took off her riding boots | |
| You’ve been handed a year | |
| Don't let yourself forget you know the right way | |
| Don't leave those dirt trails dead | |
| Always heard the roar for miles, ears were always burning | |
| Don't listen to what the holders told you | |
| Don't look to what the old will writers left you | |
| I'm proud of you now, I’ve missed you for years | |
| Seems like its just holidays, | |
| We chase yellows you and I, we chase yellows you and I | |
| Shortest sleep, longest dreams of downing beating hearts | |
| Don't walk, just roll down the aisles | |
| Don't contort to the shape of easy, don't settle for just better or worse | |
| Don't set in your ways, | |
| You know you can lean into me, you can lean into me, | |
| Bluest gills, grayest eyes, lean into me |
| Give her back and give him back to her | |
| Her Charlie stayed fenced in on Underwood road, she grew old and | |
| She forever took off her riding boots | |
| You' ve been handed a year | |
| Don' t let yourself forget you know the right way | |
| Don' t leave those dirt trails dead | |
| Always heard the roar for miles, ears were always burning | |
| Don' t listen to what the holders told you | |
| Don' t look to what the old will writers left you | |
| I' m proud of you now, I' ve missed you for years | |
| Seems like its just holidays, | |
| We chase yellows you and I, we chase yellows you and I | |
| Shortest sleep, longest dreams of downing beating hearts | |
| Don' t walk, just roll down the aisles | |
| Don' t contort to the shape of easy, don' t settle for just better or worse | |
| Don' t set in your ways, | |
| You know you can lean into me, you can lean into me, | |
| Bluest gills, grayest eyes, lean into me |