1. |
When It Suited You
05:14
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You only said
That you wanted to
Keep me at an
Arm’s length
When it suited you
And because of that
I feel like I was only a priority
When it was easy
Let me take some time
To recount
Just how much I felt
And why
I am hopelessly
Drowning
In thoughts of leaving
I still mean
Some of this
But I
Am not so sure
I’d say it again
These songs mean something
But not much more than
That they were something I once felt
When it suited you
And because of that
I feel like I was only a priority
When it was easy
I still mean
Some of this
But I
Am not so sure
I’d say it again
These songs mean something
But not much more than
That they were something I once felt
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2. |
The Devil
04:08
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Grab your jacket from off the crusty floor
I said I'm leaving and I've said it before
So many times but I always end up right back here
Where I think I'm so happy
God I thought I'd be clear and at least moving on
But around here I hear it again and again
The Devil keeps on playing my song
Thought I was supposed to be gone
But the Devil just keeps on playing my song.
He keeps on playing my song
How am I supposed to ever go
If he keeps on playing my song
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3. |
Picasso
10:26
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Think of a place you’ve never been
And it might seem a little colorless
You can’t see what people do
Or why they would want to
There’s a blandness
Unless you fantasize like me
The places I never grew up
Make me hate the place I did grow up
Think of a place you want to go
More desperately than any other place
You see what people do
And you want to do it too
There is so much life
Unless you worry like me
I never want to go anywhere
It seems I’ve lost my
Sense of adventure
I thought you’d bring it back
But things have gone blue
Upended you amended
What you thought you’d do
I guess I saw it coming
I guess I’m silly for thinking
That you’d give up anything
Even though you said things weren’t how you intended
I’m straining to see your strained face
Cause you can’t see me now
Because you don’t want to
You are unfamiliar
Yet you appear to me as a familiar
An apparition a ghost
That always reminds me of the things I said like
“Johnny you indelible son of a bitch, you rusted spoke on a Hollywood wheel. It’s me, your bride, your beautiful god damn bride. Resplendent in black lace, brimmed up with desire for you. Oh how I’ve missed you.”
Give me a week or two
Oh how I’ve missed you
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