1. |
The Punch
02:46
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i'm ready for the punch
but it may never come
that's how i live my life
terrified & dumb
something has gone missing
or never was there at all
i've never felt desire
for anything at all
i don't know what to tell ya
that i haven't said before
i feel the same old feelings:
it's like a kick on the floor
why'd you tell me that you need it
and then go off, disappearing?
why'd you tell me
'bout your real love?
hopin' that
you'd see it
i've spent
years in secret
all my life
been keepin'
all these li(v)es
i still need 'em
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2. |
Easter Morning
03:09
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So choke me daddy
For I've sinned against my only master
On Easter morning
I scratched out my wrists to bring disaster here
But he won't come over here
Always on my mind, here
Think my phone is broken, here
I hope he'll be kind
Been tellin' the old lie
He says he knows me
He's been tellin' the old lie
For years
And I'm so sick of gettin' over it
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To hurt like
You made me
I was only just a boy whose heart and voice were breaking
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To slip up
While shaving
I was only just a boy
So make me pretty
'Fore the fellas put their hands on my neck
And feel me sweatin'
Like an evenin' petal bends its head in fear
'Cause he won't come over here
Always on my mind, here
Feel like time moves slower here
I know he's been tellin'
The old lie
He says he knows me
He's been tellin' the old lie
For years
And I'm so sick of gettin' over it
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To hurt like
You made me
I was only just a boy whose heart and voice were breaking
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To slip up
While shaving
I was only just a boy
Come on, come on
I'm leading you on
Come on, come on
Lemme kiss my killer
Come on, come on
I'm leading you on
Come on, come on
Hey baby, lemme kiss my killer
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To hurt like
You made me
I was only just a boy whose heart and voice were breaking
Hey I'm
Still waiting
To slip up
While shaving
I was only just a boy
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3. |
Best Friends
02:48
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He only called me so I could drive tonight
But he’s lying, drunk now, on my legs
He tells me ‘bout his girl, she’s strugglin’
She said she’d do it if he left
I get tired
He gets comfortable
‘Cause we’re young
I wash you off
When I get home
But there's still a part of you
Caught in my throat
Blood in the backseat
Tail-lights above me
You’re caught in my throat
She says it’s highlighter on her collarbone
But I still think that she can glow
Another night with either one of them
And I don’t know which way I’d go
I get tired
She gets practical
‘Cause we’re young
I wash you off
When I get home
But there's still a part of you
Caught in my throat
Blood in the backseat
Tail-lights above me
You’re caught in my throat
Blood in the backseat
Tail-lights above me
You’re caught in my throat
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4. |
O Connell Street
03:24
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On the corner of O’Connell Street
By the bank that’s aqua-blue
I held your hand outside the chip-shop there
And hoped you’d tell me what to do
‘Cause I’m the one who sent you a risky text 8 years ago
And your mom was the one who called me back
She said you weren’t allowed to make phone-calls during dinner
And so I laughed and asked if she’d come out instead
Late night talks turned
Late night silence
But I can’t take it back now
‘Cause
I was so desperate
Not to seem desperate
Half-in and half-out
Never gave it a fair shout
Now I’m so desperate
For you to remember it
With the rain on the streets, like I do
I'm sorry I still owe your dad for all that petrol
And sayin I don't want to dance
I spent the summer trying to learn ‘The Walls of Limerick’
And got distracted holding hands
‘Cause
I was so desperate
Not to seem desperate
Half-in and half-out
A bad dose of the cop-outs
Now I’m so desperate
For you to remember it
With the rain on the streets, like I do
In your arms
I feel it fallin’
In your arms
The absence callin’
In your arms
I'd suffer all
To say yes, say yes, say yes
‘Cause
I was so desperate
Not to seem desperate
Half-in and half-out
Never gave it a fair shout
Now I’m so desperate
For you to remember it
With the rain on the streets, like I do
‘Cause
I was so desperate
Not to seem desperate
Half-in and half-out
A bad dose of the cop-outs
Now I’m so desperate
For you to remember it
With the rain on the streets, in high June
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