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VERSE 1
Use your pretty face
Tell another lie
Your friends are a waterfall
Give ‘em love and suck ‘em dry
Each human is an opportunity
Each victim’s just another guy
And you sleep so easily
Other people’s money is your lullaby
CHORUS
But girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Good nights lead to bad mornings
Girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Good nights lead to bad mornings
VERSE 2
Wash away your bitter taste
Drug ticket for another night
Open your legs and open your purse
Never quite hurts like the first time
Your pussy is a hand grenade
Your thoughts believe their lies
That’s why you sleep so easily
When other people’s money is your pacifier
CHORUS
But girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Good nights lead to bad mornings
Girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Good nights lead to bad mornings
BRIDGE
And of course when the sun comes up you curse that last line and pray another day away
And what’s worse the next number comes up and a masochistic bit of your oesophagus picks up anyway
OUTRO CHORUS
Ah, but girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Don’t answer your phhhhhh
But girl you should come with a warning
Don’t answer your phone anymore
Good nights lead to bad mornings
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2. |
Pretty Deep
02:46
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VERSE 1
Maybe 911 was a government conspiracy
Maybe reptilians are masquerading as the royal family
But when your Super Mario ringtone rings
Or when your upside down triangle smile fixes everything
FAKEY CHORUS
Then I wonder how deep you go
I wonder how many fingers could fit in your soul
If any at all
VERSE 2
Maybe HIV was made inside of a laboratory
Maybe JFK was assassinated by the Illuminati
But when you flood my Whatsapp with emoticons
Or when you impulsively kiss me in front of everyone
CHORUS 1
Then I wonder how deep you go
I don’t wonder about Roswell UFOs
I don’t wonder about fucking moon landing Apollos
I only wonder how many fingers would fit in your soul
How many and more
CHORUS 2
And I wonder how deep you go
I don’t wonder whether Shakespeare was a hoax
I don’t care that you saw Elvis Presley’s ghost
I only wonder how many fingers could fit in your
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3. |
Probably Cancer
01:36
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VERSE 1
I get more afraid of the night as I get older
The orange sun dies and my room becomes a shadow
The rat family gnash their teeth underneath my bed
They want me dead
They kiss each other passionately just to spite me
CHORUS 1
And the roof creeks cos there’s a rapist in my attic
The fridge hums out my full name on repeat
There’s a pain in my abdomen that’s probably cancer
And I’ve completely forgotten how to fall asleep
VERSE 2
I get more afraid of the night as I get older
The orange sun dies and my room becomes a shadow
The scarecrow in my cupboard makes sexual gestures
He wants to fuck me
On my dirty washing, it’s too late to close the door
CHORUS 2
And the roof creeks cos there’s a rapist in my attic
The phone rings out my full name on repeat
There’s a pain in my abdomen that’s probably cancer
And I’ve completely forgotten how to fall asleep
Yeah, I’ve completely forgotten how to fall asleep
Yeah, I’ve completely forgotten how to fall asleep
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I have become the old man of my house
And I think people are starting to notice
I’ve been setting up traps between myself and everyone else and
I’ve been ignoring their calls on purpose
And the other day your pocket called and I overheard you tell your friends
That you found me annoying
But I hung up because I find conversation about me boring
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And hey
Of course these things always
Go hand in hand with pain
But then again we had our share of laughter
And hey
Although we go our separate ways
I know you won’t forget my face
When we first met and you were plastered
And hey
I think I learned my lesson
I think I’m a better person
I think there’s nothing worse than
Experiences that don’t define us
And no matter which variation
Of our past lasts in conversation
For us there’ll be no question
It was wonderful at the time
And I wanna thank you
For providing love to my wound
You were the best stitches I ever had
And yeah
Blood clots, and cuts repair
And I doubt that you would care
That I haven’t been the same since you left me
But yeah
It’s the scars that we all wear
It’s the war stories we compare
It’s in the acceptance that you’ve moved on already
But yeah
I think I learned my lesson
I think I’m a better person
I think there’s nothing worse than
Experiences that don’t define us
And no matter which variation
Of our past lasts in conversation
For us there’ll be no question
It was wonderful at the time
And I wanna thank you
For providing love to my wound
You were the best stitches I ever had
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