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Low
02:49
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Ainslie
Chirps like a bird
Howls when she’s hurt
Speaks to me stern
Teaches me words
Thrives in the dirt
Spills her red wine
Ruins my shirts
Bloodies my nose
Lips like a rose
Somewhere to go
When I’m low
Ainslie
Magical mouth
Sleeps on the couch
Gone somewhere else
Comes in and out
Whistles me tunes
Sings me the blues
Misses her youth
Drinks 80 proof
When she’s blue
And I’m low
‘cause she’s hot
And cold
‘cause I’m young
And she’s old
And I’m buying
And she’s sold
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2. |
All I Can Do Is Hate You
03:44
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I want you to love me
‘til all I can do is hate you
To kiss me til you bruise me
To touch me til it scars
And I want you to hold me
Til my mind has eroded
Til all my bones are broken
Til everything goes dark
To suck my blood and fill me up
With memories of you
I want you to fuck me
Til I can’t say your name
For fear that it will crush me underneath it’s tiring weight
I want you to wear me out
Just like you wear my clothes
To sew your smell into my sheets
To wreck the scent of roses
And I want to be there
Until I hate my birthday
‘Cause I can’t stand one more day
Growing old without you
To hold me til you drop me
Just like a screaming baby
To love til we get lazy
And lay down on the floor
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3. |
Postal Address
03:42
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I stay up late now
rise with the sun
head in a vice and
a phone in my arms
I was trying to call you
to say what you want
I was trying to call you
sick to my stomach
I got your psychic
postal address and
I sent a postcard
straight to your head
I hope that you get it
I hope it makes sense
I thought of the ocean
thought of your legs
I rest my head
You stumble in
Roof's getting damaged
hail's coming
a meteor shower
rattling tin
I'd say it is soothing
the world could be ending
'least I imagine
call me John Lennon
I got a paycheck
straight to my landlord
house that we wanted
we can't afford it
beats where we last were
house made of cardboard
in the city
busy and bored
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4. |
Madeleine
03:00
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I wanna see you fight for the hell of it
Pulling out your knife in the street light
Shining so dull on the glitter that flickers like lightning
Bouncing off the back of your blade
I wanna see some blood on your fingernails
Clawing at the club lines vanity
There’s a pretty face in there too smart for her own good
You’re bound to put her in her place
And on the short ride home, we’ll k-hole in the taxi
I don’t wanna feel a thing at all
I’ve been losing all my lovers
Is this what you wanted, Madeleine?
I wanna get fucked up like a holiday
Spending half my night in the pouring rain
Oh I wanna numb my fingers and numb my brain
Til I can’t feel anything at all
I wanna stay this drunk, wanna celebrate
Moving bar to bar like a slow parade
Oh, I wanna ride like lightning and crash like thunder
Riding down the tracks in our brain
I got that sick, sick feeling to hurt somebody
Babe, I think there’s something wrong in my brain
I’ve been losing all my lovers
Is this what you wanted Madeleine?
And the sun has been out since I’ve been coming down
I don’t know how much more I can take
I’ve been lost I’ve been found asleep on the couch
Just waiting for the light to fade
And I’m trying to work out our wandering doubt
Oh loving you is hard somedays
I’ve been losing all my lovers is this what you wanted, Madeleine?
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5. |
Miserable
03:53
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We parked your car
down the street in the dark
Can’t remember where that was
You were kissing me a lot
We had sex
In a yellow tent
With the ocean by the front door
In a trailer park
Am I hard to love
With a heart so tough
You could cut me
And I wouldn’t feel a thing
Do I make you miserable
I never changed
I just learned how to quit
As the water slowly boiled
I just got used to it
I’m glad you stayed
‘Cause my demons did
A tiger in a cage
Eyeing up a little kid
Do I slow you down
With my heavy frown
If you floated
I would sink like a stone
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Snakes coil in the radiator
hissing out their heat
crawled out to the pavement
scraped my knees on the concrete
and if I said it like I mean it
If I stopped to act my age
I would feed myself on fireworks
and burn as bright as day
tongue tied
wide eyed
at your door
rough hands
big plans
used to talk
it's all I know
all my days are wasted now
I spent them all on you
now my time is running out
not knowing what to do
and every time I see you
my eyes are tight shut closed
just thinking of you shining like
a violent star on show
tongue tied
wide eyed
ghosts recede
rough hands
big plans
over me
you're all I know
you're all I know
A spec of dust
in the soft glow
you're all I know
you're all I know
and I'm born into
no choice at all
you're all I know
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7. |
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All I want's some quiet
got a head spin
I've been hiding
you were gone like lightning
ain't that like us?
can’t deny it
I've been holding onto you for way too long
I've been tryna give myself a shot at moving on
I've been keeping out of sight, just hiding in the dark
I've been trying to keep my mind from running circles
all night long
something wasn't working
took myself out
for a few drinks
coming, going, so soon
just a quick light
in a dark room
I've been holding onto you for way too long
I've been tryna give myself a shot at moving on
I've been keeping out of sight, just hiding in the dark
I've been trying to keep my mind from running circles
all night long
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8. |
Laundromat
03:55
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Wednesday night you took me to a magic show
The same night I said I was gonna leave
Secretly I hoped that there was something up your sleeve
But I don’t think I believed it
Bright as day the morning came to leave our place
We joked that you would come in my suitcase
Dreamed you kissed me as I boarded but you only smiled and waved
I’m just glad that you made it
I’m not asking you to change
I’m not asking you to change
I’m just asking you to stay still
Cleaned my room took it all to the laundromat
Watched the clothes spin round my little head
Wondered if my pants could ever wrap around my legs
And walk me interstate
Sold my things to try and win the lottery
To make my money back and find some peace
Didn’t have the guts to steal your heart but you sold it to me cheap
Something tells me you just leased it
I just wanna hear you speak
I just wanna hear you speak
In the same room as me
To wish you well’s a wishing well a
Hopeful waste
Rather throw my money down the drain
To think of you as happy is a burden on my brain
And I don’t think I can take it
But I hope that you’re okay
Oh I hope that you’re okay
Dancing on my grave
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9. |
Macaroni Necklace
02:58
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you are a full blown pasta bake
and I am a macaroni necklace
you're good anytime
and you're warm inside
and I'd look pretty around your neck
dangling, covered in glitter
bring out the shine of your hair
endearing at first
but nothing is worse than
getting that shit everywhere
and I wouldn't lie to you
I got all that stuff pretty cheap
but when you're hung over,
when you're tired
at least you'd have something to eat
you are a high speed car chase
and I am just two beers deep
getting pulled in to a DUI checkpoint
when I just wanna go to sleep
you are a high class street sweeper
and I'm just a dog on the road
and I wish you'd go soft
but you're just doing your job
besides, I could use the ride home
and if you haven't killed me
by the time the night is through
we'll talk in my kitchen
to cover our tinnitus blues
and if we finally run out
of poison to mush up our brains
my local's open
24/7
and they practically give it away
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10. |
Mostly I Feel Nothing
03:50
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I feel like I'm in a movie
walking out into the rain
in my exit from your bedroom
stealing more than I can take
I feel cornered when I hide every sad muscle in my face
trick is knowing when to shut your mouth
I feel shameful when I kiss you
I feel low and I feel high
I feel heavy, like I'm drowning
when I wake up in the night
I feel like I used to know you
and now I don't at all
still I let this stranger in my house
mostly I feel nothing
when I'm crawling into bed
when I'm curled up right against you
with your hands combing my hair
mostly I have disappeared
receded to my head
as you cradle me so gently
everpresent, ever there
and your eyes are getting heavy
while mine fix on the ceiling
I know you still got your hooks in
I still feel you reel me in
I feel like I almost shook you
but that habit didn't quit
still I scratch at you until I bleed
peel back all my skin
until I'm just an empty skeleton
mostly I feel nothing
my mind idling like the car
waiting in a Westfield parking lot
for an argument to start
I am somewhere in the middle
not quite near and not quite far
and I'm running for the exit
in a burning cinema
and you're staying for the credits
know exactly where you are
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11. |
Hit or Miss
03:02
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Spin me around
the old car park
my eyes tight shut
in a shopping cart
take it real slow
and then fuck me up
I am overused but still
so in love
as if all we did
was just hit or miss
morning came slow
in a gradual twist
put a hand on my heart
one around your wrist
I'll never know why
I kissed your lips
I forgot your name
why we started this
as if all we did
was just hit or miss
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