Because sometimes it's about the words...

My favorite song lyrics of 2008 (in no particular order):

From Bon Iver's For Emma:
"Go find another lover,
To bring...to string along,
With all your lies,
You're still very lovable..."

From Chairlift's Bruises:
"I tried to do handstands for you, I tried to do handstands for you
Every time I fell on you, yeah, every time I fell.
I tried to do handstands for you, but every time I fell for you
I'm permanently black and blue
Permanently blue for you.

I grabbed some frozen strawberries so I could ice your bruising knees,
But frozen things they all unfreeze and now I taste like...
All those frozen strawberries I used to ice your bruising knees,
Hot July ain't good to me
I'm pink and black and blue for you."

From Chairlift's Evident Utensil:
"The most evident utensil is none other than a pencil..."

From Blind Pilot's Oviedo:
"You'll be having my head big as a birthday,
Cause I left all my doubts on the airplane,
I didn't know, I didn't know, I'm not in control,
I didn't know I'm not invincible.
Maybe some things are better left unsaid
But if you wanted to test that out well,
Yeah, I guess, you could...
There were nights in bars that I recall,
Your breath was courage laced with alcohol..."

From Andy Dunlop's Aliens (not actually from 2008...but I found it this year so it counts in my mind):
"I've been speaking with aliens.
They've agreed to abduct everyone but you,
So we can start again.
Oh, come on the aliens, my friends, the aliens,
Sweet little aliens, come on,
So we can start again."

From Fleet Foxes' He Doesn't Know Why:
"Penniless and tired with your hair grown long
I was looking at you there and your face looked wrong
Memory is a fickle siren song,
I didn't understand..."

From Blind Pilot's The Story I Heard:
"Oh, 'cause the story I heard
Is that people are bored
And the measures you take
To wrestle with your Lord
All the money you take
All the memories you spill
Will he measure your tongue?
Will he measure your will?"

From Vampire Weekend's Oxford Comma:
"Why would you speak to me that way
Especially when I always said that I
Haven't got the words for you
All your diction dripping with disdain
Through the pain, I always tell the truth...

Why would you lie about how much coal you have?
Why would you lie about something dumb like that?
Why would you lie about anything at all?
First the window, then it's to the wall,
Lil' Jon, he always tells the truth."