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I thought this would be easy
Shows how much I know
It’s never quite that simple
Or how I thought it’d go
I’m dreaming of the bouquets of roses that they’ll throw
And handing out free tickets to the show
There’ll be music and dancing
And laughter and smiles
Daredevil stuntmen
And feminine wiles
Cheap pyrotechnics
Confetti for miles
They’ll roar in the grandstands
And faint in the isles
The mezzanine is burning
The balcony’s ablaze
The audience is ashes
The fire’s on the stage
I’m pointing out the exits but there’s no one left to save
At least there won’t be refunds to be paid
The curtain has fallen
And crumbled to dust
The theatre’s empty
The night was a bust
Popcorn and candy
And bloodstains and rust
I thought it’d be easy
But I think too much
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2. |
Lover
04:00
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Scumbag
Asshole
Wasted
Without a ride home
Heartless
But You’re all I have
Lover
Won’t you call back?
Lover
Crying through the night
Lover
Let me hold you tight
Lover
With those baby blues
Lover
Can’t help hurting you
Scumbag
Asshole
Wasted
Without a ride home
Heartless
But you’re all I have
Lover
Won’t you call back?
Lover
Crying through the night
Lover
Can I hold you tight
Lover
With those baby blues
Lover
Slowly killing you
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
Animal, animal
Lover
Crying through the night
Lover
Can I hold you tight
Lover
With those baby blues
Lover
Slowly killing you
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
I’m a mistake, I’m an animal
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There's something American about her face
Apple pie. Handguns. Summer vacation
Dark on her brow Dakota thunderclouds rage
Over billboards on highways that promise salvation
Her body is single use plastic
Her soul is a Georgia pine
The blood in her veins, sweet sugar cane
That pools in her oil spill eyes
Her mind is a greyhound bus
That broke down a long time ago
Freedom rings in her ear like a payphone
Far off in the street below
There's something American about her face
Chem trails. Slaughter waste. Fresh cut grass
A solid gold medal in an old trophy case
A phantom of victory from an era long past
Her smile is a field of wheat
Her heart is a dead shopping mall
Gone are the days when she gave it away
She wishes her daughters would call
Her tears are as rare as arrowheads
Dug up from a river run dry
She can’t take the stairs like she used to
She isn’t quite ready to die
Cool end of summer
Sweet creme brulee
It’s such a bummer
I can’t make you stay
Ain’t that just the way it goes
Sometimes it goes wrong
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
Hot lighting striking
Slow clouds above
I find it frightening
How you leave and love
Now the sun is sinking low
Shadows growing long
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
Wind in the trees when you hold me
Rain on the leaves when you’re gone
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Mine
01:12
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You can call me in the morning
You can call me after dark
Call me when you’ve got a secret
Locked up tight inside your heart
Call me up and have me over
And let’s pour out all the wine
You can call me anything
If I can call you mine
Call me napalm, call me sunshine
Call me your immortal soul
Pull the pin in the grenade
And I’m your fire in the hole
Call me when you’re out of bullets
And I’ll be your axe to grind
You can call me anything
If I can call you mine
Call me right at the beginning
Call me just before the end
I can be your last man standing
I can be your only friend
Call me when the world is godless
And I'll be the grand design
You can call me anything
If I can call you mine
Call me lover, call me kitten
Call me killer, call me yours
I’m the roses in your garden
And the weapon in your war
I’m your hands and I’m your fingers
I’m your lips and I’m your eyes
You can call me anything
If I can call you mine
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5. |
Exorcism
04:44
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Plate glass
Blood stain
Tear gas
Hard rain
Concrete
Got me face down
Dry heat
Live rounds
Send in the army
White orchid
Dead petals
Blood orange
Gun metal
Grey light
Closed fist
Black eye
Cruel kiss
Beat me
Like a brass gong
Young girl
Old song
You and what army?
White orchid
Dead petals
Blood orange
Gun metal
Hollywood
Red Carpet
Unrest on
The market
Cut tongue
Stone skies
Blood runs
Blood dries
I remember everything
Hear me sing, hear me sing
I remember Flower Bay
I remember Flower Bay
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6. |
For Lovers Only
07:42
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You said you were 5’8
I said "I’m impressed"
A few drinks more
And I watched you undress
I’m my mother’s daughter
I’m kind of a bitch
But babe I’m a sucker
For the swing in your hips
You came over over Monday
I tried not to laugh
When you did a couple bumps
And ran us a bath
I was falling in love
As the room filled with steam
Slid my tongue inside you
And drowned in a dream
Hey baby talk to me
Hey lover talk to me
I met you in winter
You flew out in May
I said I would visit
When you got to L.A.
I flew cross the country
While the hospitals filled
Found you and your friends
Rolling up dollar bills
Curbside in the k-hole
Nine o’clock at night
Staring at me like a stranger
Who just killed off your vibe
I ruined your party
You’d have me believe
Our days were numbered
I left you in three
Hey baby talk to me
Hey lover talk to me
The little miracle of touch
The heat, the sweat, the sigh, the hush
The burning candle in the dark
The deeper fire in the heart
Wilted flowers on the ceiling
Baby picture stickers peeling
Calla lilies, bloody nose
Little deaths in borrowed clothes
Tell the drunk on Saint Mark’s Street
The stars above, the rats beneath
I loved a girl with red wine eyes
A took the fall, countless times
You’re sweeter than victory
Till you get what you need
Heard you’re with a boy now
Does he do it like me?
I’m sure you‘ll be breathless
For a week or more
Till the high wears off
And you get bored
The bloodstain is stubborn
Don’t know how to deal
With the arrow I shot
Through my Achilles heel
I can’t break the cycle
A permanent scar
Like “For Lovers Only”
Tattooed on your arm
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7. |
Goodnight My Lucky Ones
01:02
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8. |
Lover
04:00
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