gothgirl killer
the deeper part of me,
it could see right through you.
the deeper part of me,
could see right through to you.
stumble in the heat,
fail to find the new beat -
it's always out of reach,
it's always out of reach.
you and me, me and you
left with nothing else to do
but stare at dirty underwear
and cease to care, and cut our hair.
sleepwalk through the day,
find new ways to pay.
chorus:
I'll love you til you love me,
I'll love you til you love me,
I'll love you til you love me again.
(repeat)
Rita Hayworth, love goddess,
slips into her favourite dress.
I look at you, you're such a mess -
but that's the way I like you.
crumble in the rising heat,
fail to find the perfect beat -
it's always somewhere out of reach,
but what the hell can I do?
falling to the kitchen floor,
wishing that you loved me more.
my legs too weak, my eyes too sore.
my back against the broken drawer.
the letter never came.
the days all felt the same.
(chorus x 2)
until it kills you...
broken in two, I'll see you through.
broken for you,
until it kills you.
(chorus x 2)
all the reasons
I swallowed you picture perfect,
I wallowed in perfect pictures -
truth reflected in your eye.
I followed the road to treason,
I tried to explain my reason,
fit my words to your disguise.
chorus:
all the reasons in the world
| can't make me make-believe it - |
(maybe in time) |
all the reasons in the world.
after you heard it,
| you asked, "is it worth it?" - |
(maybe in time) |
all the reasons in the world.
in the open air, it's hard.
with the clothes we wear, it's hard.
in the end, there's only us.
in the rooms we share, it's hard.
with your constant stare, it's hard.
in the end, there's nothing much.
(chorus repeat)
throw it all away, don't throw it all away,
don't throw it all away...
samaritan snare
jimmy small heeds his call
to lead the dancing girls -
teaches moves to latin grooves
and acrobatic twirls.
you alone, on the throne,
wonder where the future lies.
if you could, then you would
sever all the family ties.
your brother turned out kind of weird,
changed his pants and disappeared.
said he'd found the motivation
to climb above his lowly station.
use your voice, use your vote
to see who'll put an end to hope.
use your voice, use your vote
to see which way the shit will float.
chorus:
what do you do when it moves too fast
and everything is past
(everything has passed)?
too tired to try, and too weak to last -
everything is past,
everything has passed.
the night sky
thought so fast, I ran out of thought.
chased the wind, and found myself bought.
music sounds with echoes of youth,
loaded up with visions of truth
(the more I felt, the less that I knew).
chorus:
the night sky, the sweet earth.
the night sky, the sweet air.
I never knew what hit me.
fragrance clings like smoke to my clothes.
autumn trees shed leaves over me.
colours bring new life to the earth.
chorus 2:
the night sky, the sweet earth.
the night sky, the sweet air.
I tasted heaven, and it hurt like hell -
the higher I climbed, the further I fell.
among the trees -
smell the damp from the branches,
listen to the river.
I take the leaves,
scrape this sin off my skin,
breathe in the sweet air.
(chorus 2 repeat)
(chorus 1 repeat)
I never knew what hit me.
(repeat until fade)
catford gun supply
(instrumental)
days like these
all boys are snakes, all girls eat cakes,
their stupid noise keeps you awake,
like visions of those bowie fakes
your evil parents love to hate.
he looks at you and you can't speak -
and all you see are mysteries,
and images from history
of greedy men from sicily.
chorus:
on days like these,
you just can't breathe.
on days like these,
when love deceives.
Jane's boyfriend's still a crashing bore,
Tom's wife became the village whore.
the prices in his corner store
just make you want to smash the door.
the gift he sent you wasn't new,
the love he gave you wasn't true.
he said "forever" - now you're through.
you need to find some things to do.
(chorus x 2)