The Movielife is a pop-punk band from Baldwin, New York (Long Island). Formed in 1997, the band put out its first full-length, It's Go Time, in 1999 on Fadeaway Records. By this point, the classic lineup of Vinnie Caruana (vocals), Brandon Reilly (guitar), Alex Amiruddin (guitar), Phil Navetta (bass) and Evan Baken (drums) had coalesced. The band built up a strong local following on the strength the album and their live show, and soon jumped to Revelation Records, releasing This Time Next Year in 2000.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
Verse 1: EbGmBb Pretending to remember Eb our last December and GmBb everything it was EbGmBb Hoping to fix the broken Eb Stood by the fireplace GmBb The flames lit up my face
Refrain: G#Eb/GFm And everything I said EbG# (walking on glass) Eb/GBb I practiced in my head G#Eb/GFm And all that I could do EbG# (walking on glass) Eb/GBb Was recite my lines to you
Verse 2: EbGmBb Pretending to recall the way it was EbGm last fall for lack Bb of better days EbGmBb I think this time of year you see everything too Eb clear But still can't GmBb understand a thing
(Repeat Refrain)
Chorus 1: EbG#Cm I can't forget a word you said Bb and everything it meant EbG#Cm Instead of you I fear myself BbG# Guess all that I can do is take Bb back everything that I'd given to you
Guitar Solo: Eb-Gm-Bb-- x2
(Repeat Verse 1) (Repeat Refrain 1)
Chorus 2: EbG#Cm I can't forget a word you said Bb and everything it meant EbG#Cm Instead of you I fear myself Bb Guess all that I can do G#BbG# Cause you're uncomfortable with me BbG# Yeah you're uncomfortable with me Bb (Just answer the question)
Outro: EbG# Why can't I just understand CmBb what's inside you? EbG# Is it just guts and black CmBb stuff? I'll find out soon Eb(hold) Cause anything that Cm you do or say Bb Couldn't compare to Eb(hold) the pain that I felt Cm The day that we said that BbE(hold) we'd go our seperate ways