Go on put on your shiny new shoes
and go out for a while make mistakes that you can't take away
You smell like 19 and you look just like a flower
Better than the rest, but you feel just like a liar
My eyes are used to speak my words, my lips to see you
Whistle every night Whistle every night, but God could never hear me sing
Come now beautiful come on you Chicken shit
Make a mistake with me
I got a headache right now, I'm a bonafide Fuckup you know
And the Lawyers are sleeping with the witness
call them out call them out, make em take a stand
Cause the pornographic hands always feel a bit
dirtier when I am alone
You were the whore who talked filthy while my mother wouldn't talk to me at all
Lover where did you go I don't know
Polypropylene and Polystyrene well
I've used them all before to store my funny feelings
I fell in love like a bottle full of gypsies
running from the wind, running from the sun, running far from everyone
Ant I lost my mind for a moment, but I came back round again.
Lover where did you go I don't know
My lawyers all advised me
My exes criticized me
Too drunk, too stubborn I ignored em all
Now I'm sitting pretty
In a cell in New York City
Licking wounds and still waiting for your call
Found stupid on the
Wrong side of the law
Guilty and stupid
Wrong side of the law
Tried to stop the drinking
But that just led to thinking
So I raised my glass and toasted to my defeat
The Whiskey kept me going
The money kept on flowing
Now I'm broke and hungover, should have gone to sleep
Found stupid on the
Wrong side of the law
Guilty and stupid
Wrong side of the law
I couldnt even tell you what it was I saw in her. O o
All the things just added up
Alone in here I've had enough
I guess I got what I deserve... But I'll learn
Maybe I'll even get outta here someday
I love this beat-up old guitar
it's been beside me for so long
always responds to every touch
I wish I loved you half as much
it ain't no secret how you felt
you never cared to hear my voice
you must've known when you said "me or that guitar"
you should've gone and packed the car
I don't want to see you carry on
don't even come around
when you think I'm gone
we're all out of lies to talk about
we'll let the liars and the lawyers
sort it out
I would have followed you through the hard times
I would have followed you for your dreams
I watched and waited but you never seemed to know
anywhere you'd want to go
if it's not too much to ask
would you leave the light on?
I'd like a last look round the place
I think I'll miss these rooms
more than your broken heart
that might just be the hardest part
I don't want to see you carry on
don't even come around
when you think I'm gone
we're all out of lies to talk about
we'll let the liars and the lawyers
sort it out
I hope you find someone to love
someone to light you from the inside
but first I hope you learn to stop your
lying to yourself
don't put your love up on the shelf
it's a shame that you feel threatened
I had some dreams you couldn't own
you've gotta give your love some room
to grow inside
or all you'll get is broken pride
I don't want to see you carry on
don't even come around
when you think I'm gone
we're all out of lies to talk about
we'll let the liars and the lawyers
sort it out
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