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What I Wouldn't Give
04:40
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Sports Cars
04:17
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We talked about sports cars
And the dreams you had
And how you got far
But you turned your back for a love
And then it broke your trust
Driving through the shipyard
Over the flatbeds
And watched the Coast Guard
Reflect in the rust
Where you grew up
You'd still count the rows
Of truck stops and mini homes
The amusement park
We got caught in after dark
But baby it’s not your fault
Everything can’t be your downfall
You tried so hard
To be anywhere you are
But you just fall apart
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When you were eighteen years old
You moved out on your own
With a six pack and box of notes
Where ya fill your head with dope
And the green kinda hurts your eyes
Or maybe it's just the fluorescent lights
Pressed against the cold floor tiles
Ya think about the way he smiles
It feels like a bullet hole
In the bed where you woke alone
And in the cold
He was always warm to hold
They say it's all your fault
A piece of ass on the asphalt
So take another mouthful
Of trash talk and alcohol
And you'll be anything you're not
If it's what they want
Then it was getting late
Pulling off at the Super8
Ya felt your body cave
Right into the mattress springs
Yeah
We talked about sports cars
We talked about sports cars
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We were talking ‘bout sports cars
And the dreams you had
And how you got far
But you turned your back for love
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Easier
03:12
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Constantly a piece of me
Your apathy I can’t feel anymore no
Stop the car
I can feel you wearing off
And I go too far
I can’t come back from it
All my scars
Trying to find you in the dark
‘Til ya gave me something
Real to show for it
But it’s too late I’m not the taste you like on your tongue anymore
If I’m insane ain’t that the same way I was when I was yours
Would you hand over my heart and all the lines that you let blur
Was it easier with her
So much easier with her
Dirty clean
You were always saying things
Ya didn’t mean
To fill the space with words
Saline
Tears in a light blue stream
You were everything
And none of my concern
It’s too late
I’m not the taste you like on your tongue anymore
If I’m insane ain’t that the same way that I was when I was yours
Would you hand over my heart and all the lines that you let blur
Was it easier with her
So much easier with her
Constantly a piece of me
Your apathy I can’t feel anymore no
I don’t wanna go there babe
I don’t wanna get deep
I don’t wanna feel things
When there’s no need
Can’t feel your touch
I can’t feel your warmth
It’s all been done and to me what for
You’re so dirty clean
Ya play so cheap
Ya clipped my wings when no one else could see
I’m falling down I’m on my knees oh please
Constantly under pressure
I have never known much better
I could have been here by myself
And doing fine without you now
Doing fine without you now
Doing fine without you now
Instead I stay up talking circles to myself
Yeah
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