(guitar riff) - What if?

You know what, I said I'll do this at like one point or another, maybe.

- Let's go.

(bass guitar riff) (tapping keys without music) - That's good.

- Click, click, click.

(laughing) - In fact, lets just mic the clicks cause then you won't hear any wrong notes.

- You have a good beard.

- I have a beard.

That's about it.

(laughing) - That's [Inaudible 00.00.25].

- Yeah, man.

I think that [inaudible 00.00.28] has been straining my wrists.

- I'm Jeremy Couture and this is my Sound on Tap.

- Drink it.

(acoustic guitar intro) - Release me Tied up soul, set me free.

I've given all I have to give.

Let my life be mine to live.

I'm weary, drained of my energy.

Take and take until it's gone.

Chain me up and drag me along.

Now, I'm all used up.

I've been low.

The well is empty, my souls run dry, it's best you just not even try, cause I'm all used up, and I've had enough.

My heart's no longer yours to have, I'll bet that your not even sad.

(serene trumpet) Release you, My darling, get a clue.

Offered up your heart to me.

Now your soul is mine to keep.

So sit tight.

Don't you put up a fight.

A day may come when I need you here, to comfort me, I'll need you near.

(strumming intensifies) Cause I'm all used up, I've had no luck.

The well is empty.

My souls run dry.

The worse it gets, the more I try.

Because, I'm all used up, (lively guitar) and I've had enough.

My heart won't last all that much longer so I'll keep the ones that I've been offered.

(trumpet solo) And, I'm all used up.

I've had no luck.

The well is empty.

My soul's run dry.

It's best that you just not even try.

Cause I'm all used up, and I've had enough.

My heart's no longer yours to have.

I'll bet that you're not even sad.

(vocal dynamics, solo) (sentimental trumpet) (guitar outro riff) I started in middle school, playing cello and then went to Tech and got my bachelor's in cello performance.

I learned to play guitar, just, by, I kind of taught myself when I was like a kid and I wanted to play more guitar than I did cello, put it like that.

So that's kind of where that transition started was after college, I wanted to do more of the singer songwriter stuff, so.

So, when I asked people to play with me, it's because I like the way that they play.

So, I kinda bring a song.

I'm like, this is my song and I'm not going to tell you how to do what you do really well.

So, whatever you kind of want.

A lot of times everybody's kind of spit-balling ideas of like "Well, we should do this here, or we should do this here, or maybe we can change this around" and we are fixing the arrangement up but with everybody else's input.

I'm a better cellist than I am a guitar player so I just try to write my guitar parts first.

and what that is is like for me is "Oh, this sounds nice.

That sounds nice.

It sounds nice together.

Great.

Let's do that."

and then I'll write lyrics after.

Cause, if I write lyrics first in my head, sometimes I'll like put a melody in my head to it as I'm just writing lyrics, and then I'm not skilled enough to just come up with a guitar part to put to a made up melody in my mind.

(laughs) So.

(cymbals) (intro strumming) (intro guitar solo) Alone again.

Trapped inside my mind.

Far away, I watch your world unwind.

But I'll never be your saving grace, just the one whose time you had to waste.

So leave me hanging from your tree.

Let me see the girl you want to be.

(rhythm and lead intensify) (guitar solo) Poetry your phosphorescent lies.

Honestly, You never even tried.

So, I'll never be your saving grace, just the one whose time you had to waste.

So Leave me hanging from your tree.

Let me see (strumming intensifies) (drum roll) the girl you want to be.

(guitar solo) Yeah, I'll never be your saving grace, just the one whose time you had to waste, So leave me hanging from your tree.

Let me see the girl you want to be.

Alone again.

(cut out to only acoustic guitar) Alone again.

Alone again.

(wind blowing effects) Alright.

(strumming) (intro trumpet) The day was long.

Your mother won't stop calling you.

Your boss won't get off your back.

Sleepless nights.

Take their toll you.

But you won't admit you're tired.

So, sleep.

Rest your eyes.

Cry on my shoulder.

Cause the pain of the day will be washed up in the dreams you have tonight.

So, go to bed and rest your head while I sing you this lullaby.

Oh, I.

(trumpet) Your stress is high.

Your friends, they all make fun of you but you won't say nothing back.

You feel like crying.

You want to run away and hide and you don't even know what's wrong.

So, sleep.

Relax your mind.

Everything's all right.

Cause the pain of the day will be washed away in the dreams you have tonight.

So, go to bed and rest your head while I sing you this lullaby.

Oh, I.

(bass solo) (trumpet solo) Escape to my arms and rest.

(vocal dynamics solo) (guitar solo) (trumpet joins) (light upbeat acoustic strumming) Sleep.

Rest your eyes.

Cry on my shoulder.

(rhythmic bass solo) Go to sleep girl.

I kind of had half and half.

Half, not so productive cause I was kind of in shock.

and half, being a little more productive.

I was able to finish recording my album which is out now.

I'd always kept saying while I was gigging, I was, "Ah, I'm gigging all the time.

I, I don't have any time to record."

And, so.

That was like, "OK. Well, if I don't do it when I have a like seven to eight months of nothing going on, then, I'm just never going to do it.

(laughs) So.

I recorded at my house and the beautiful thing about technology now is I just sent my track to my friends at their houses and was lucky enough to have them have their own ways of recording, and basically it was kind of a process of, they would record a track, send it to me, and I would go, "Oh, that's great, or, oh, I don't like this part.

Let's switch it up a little bit."

I want a person on my record because I like the way that they sound, and so, I want their contribution, their musical contribution and what that is for them.

And plus, all these guys are way better than I am, so.

(laughs) (aggressive strum) (all music coordinates) I've been thinking lately, connecting dots and speaking plainly, till one day you strolled through.

You strolled through my mind.

Old feelings, I've tried to find but they just weren't there.

(keys) Cause, I don't think about you anymore.

The days of crying on the floor.

Are gone.

And, the breath that I have in my lungs hasn't felt your name come off my tongue in months.

So, one final thought, will have to do, I'm in love with not loving you.

(strumming intensifies) (electric guitar solo) Maybe.

Maybe, it was time.

All the lack of what was meant to be sublime.

That pushed me to move on, from the bull... you gave.

and I'm glad, that you're gone Cause, I just care.

Cause, I don't think about you anymore.

The days of crying on the floor are gone, and the breath that I have in my lungs hasn't felt you name come off my tongue in months.

So, one final thought, will have to do.

Oh, you were my everything Until you weren't No matter how hard I try, we still end up hurt.

Cause, when you don't love yourself, no one else can.

So, I packed up my s... and you moved on to your new man.

(strumming intensifies) But, I don't think about you any more The days of crying on the floor, are gone.

And the breath that I have in my lungs hasn't felt your name come off my tongue in months So, one final thought will have to do.

I'm in love with not loving you.

(strumming intensifies) (guitar solo) (climactic guitar bends) (cymbals)