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Youaround
03:13
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Hey girl, I wasn’t quite ready to see you there
in the door of that restaurant
we used to go to every Wednesday.
I don’t care what your friends say,
it’s the worst place on the west side of the city.
You looked so pretty.
Is that your sister’s dress?
Oh, I look a mess.
You’re looking the best I’d ever seen you.
Your cheeks were so red, your eyes well rested.
Oh I guessed it.
And I’ll see you around.
And I’ll see you around.
Slow down, you’re talking so quickly I can’t keep up.
Am I keeping you up?
Your smile says you’re sleepy.
Have you been sleeping?
I wouldn’t know, but it sure shows.
I’ve been staying up all night, and it don’t seem right but I’m content with my loneliness.
It keeps me cool at night.
You go to school that’s right.
How do you do it?
You’re so well put together.
And I’ll see you around.
And I’ll see you around.
Why don’t you give me the time of day?
And why were you so okay, when I walked away?
And I’ll see you around.
And I’ll see you around.
And I’ll see you around.
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2. |
Queen Of Autumn
04:28
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Does he want to dance in your living room?
Is he giving you room?
I always pushed the couch and cushions aside.
Does he want to stare at the sky?
I always asked why, we were cooped inside?
We’d go outside.
Are you living, or just trying to stay Alive?
Sleep tight darling, I hope your bad dreams went away.
I hope he wraps his arms around you,
and doesn’t make a sound.
You always hated being woken up.
I should’ve spoken up and said just what was on my mind the day you packed your things.
Now October 31st is just a night brings
about memories of you leaving, instead of trick or treating.
I hope you have a spooky halloween, you’ll always be the queen of autumn to me.
Why don’t you sing his songs?
I knew it all along…
They’re not about you.
I would sing to you every day.
Every day.
I thought I’d found you.
But your back was turned, and you thought I heard you say goodbye.
But I’m stubborn and you know it, and I’m not too proud to show it.
And at least I tried.
Sleep tight darling, I hope your bad dreams went away.
I hope he wraps his arms around you,
and doesn’t make a sound.
You always hated being woken up.
I should’ve spoken up and said just what was on my mind the day you packed your things.
Now October 31st is just a night brings
about memories of you leaving, instead of trick or treating.
I hope you have a spooky halloween, you’ll always be the queen of autumn to me.
And I’m walking in circles as dark as the bags below my eyes.
And I’m dancing with sinners the saints keep on feeding me lies.
I just need some direction, and I won’t forget to mention.
Sleep tight darling, I hope your bad dreams went away.
I hope he wraps his arms around you,
and doesn’t make a sound.
You always hated being woken up.
I should’ve spoken up and said just what was on my mind the day you packed your things.
Now October 31st is just a night brings
about memories of you leaving, instead of trick or treating.
I hope you have a spooky halloween, you’ll always be the queen of autumn to me.
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It went away but I still feel it
Like your hands around my neck
always gasping for a breath
It went away but I still feel it
Like the last cigarette I'll choke on before bed
And it’s irrelevant
The elephant in the room
Twice the size of you
It's irrelevant
The elephant in the room
Scared of what you'll do
It's irrelevant
Trying to forget
It went away but I still feel it
Like that time you looked at me and said
I was the worst person you'd ever met
And it went away but I still feel it
Like a phantom limb
Trying to move again
And it’s irrelevant
The elephant in the room
Twice the size of you
It's irrelevant
The elephant in the room
Scared of what you'll do
It's irrelevant
Trying to forget
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4. |
Little Crown - 318
01:54
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Whiskey was my therapy,
My friends weren’t actually there for me
When your world’s upside dow, falling apart
Your friends seem to scatter like your broken heart, yeah
Whiskey was my therapy,
My friends weren’t actually there for me
When your world’s upside dow, falling apart
Your friends seem to scatter like your broken heart, yeah
Tell me, “It’s a pretty picture, you six feet under ground”
And “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
I’m still, I’m still
I’m still, dead to you now
And “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
You’re no celestial being
And you didn’t come down from the sky
You can suffocate in Shreveport-
Fix yourself in a different life,
In a different light, you could see
This wasn’t only because of me
And I made a mistake or ten,
But at least I’m trying to fix them, yeah
Tell me, “It’s a pretty picture, you six feet under ground”
And “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
I’m still, I’m still
I’m still, dead to you now
And “I’m sorry” doesn’t cut it
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