1. |
Three Hours
03:25
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Look you in the eyes,
say nothing's wrong.
Change the conversation,
it's been too long.
Swear I'm only,
a little scared.
Cos I don't think you're,
quite prepared.
As I stutter,
you're watching.
And I shake,
and you're watching.
As I break,
and you're watching.
And you hate,
just watching.
And you hate
waiting.
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2. |
Headache
04:26
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Sleeping in is easy,
feel like that's all I do these days.
Staying in bed 'til it's two in the afternoon.
Nothing's ever easy,
feel like that's all I learn these days,
staying in bed and I'm dreaming of,
nothing new.
It's a headache,
staying awake,
faking conviction in a single thing I say.
It's a headache,
can't get out my own way,
can't pretend I'd rather be here than lying awake.
You let me down easy,
it didn't hurt but I kinda wish it had,
at least then I'd have something to say when you ask me how I've been.
But lying to you is easy,
the truth is hard when I don't know what it is,
and it's relieving to find that I don't know a fucking thing.
It's a headache,
staying awake,
faking conviction in a single thing I say.
It's a headache,
can't get out my own way,
can't pretend I'd rather be here than lying awake.
You let me in,
I cut you to the bone.
You shut me out,
it felt like home.
I misplaced the blame when I
said it was gravity that pulled you away.
I am to blame for never
saying what I don't know how to say.
It's a headache,
staying awake,
faking conviction in a single thing I say.
It's a headache,
can't get out my own way,
can't pretend I'd rather be here than lying awake.
I'm so tired,
of staying awake,
when all I get for it's this
fucking headache.
It's a headache,
staying awake,
but it's what I asked for.
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3. |
Car Alarms
03:12
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Fell asleep to the sound of car alarms,
self destruction never got me so far.
Bitten lips, grinding teeth.
Bitter taste of what I need.
I said that bad luck
was brought on
beyond my control
but you said
I do it
to myself
and leave it alone.
Over and over and over and over again.
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4. |
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Is there a way
to be closer to you?
Is there a way
to see straight through you?
Is there a way
to be something to you?
Can't you help me find
A way?
(You'll ask me why I never looked you in your eyes, and I'll reply with an apathy that I set aside just for you. Oh, just for you!)
Is there a way
to know what's within you?
Is there a way
to pick but not to choose?
Is there a way
to fail but not to lose?
Can't you help me find
A way?
(I'll cough up the guilt that's settled in my lungs, and from a hospital bed I'll scream - this is no place to call a home! But I'll call it home for reasons unexplained to me)
You'll ask me why I never looked you in your eyes
and I'll reply with an apathy that I set aside just for you,
oh, just for you!
I'll cough up the guilt that's settled in my lungs
and scream from a hospital bed -
"this is no place to call a home!"
but I'll call it home for reasons unexplained to me.
This is no place to call a home.
This is no place to call a home.
This is no place to call a home.
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5. |
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Hey Catrine, I know it's true
when I'm sitting in my room
But sometimes knowing is not enough,
when time is what we've lost.
Hey Catrine, I know your there and
sitting left and over.
Sometimes knowing is not enough,
when time is what we've lost.
Shut up
you know the world collapsed and never been so bad
Shut up
you know the world collapsed I kept it together for
Hey Catrine, I know it's true
when I'm sitting in my room
But sometimes knowing is not enough,
when time is what we've lost
So…Shut up
you know the world collapsed and never been so bad
Shut up
you know the world collapsed I kept it together for you
Shut up
shut up you know the whole world is you
Shut up
you know the world collapsed I kept it together for you
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