1. |
Don't Take It To Heart
04:17
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Well, it's late and she's leaving
Leaving it up in the air again
And I'm seeing
Straight through that satin stare again
And it's changing
Leading me so far away again
And she's changing
With everything she says again
So don't let the evil win
And don't judge me by my sins
So don't let the evil win
Close your eyes and let me in
Don't take it to heart - it's not real
Some things don't make much sense to me
How do you feel
When you say things you don't mean to me?
How can I steal
Back all the things we had before?
And I feel...
I feel it more and more and more
Well, it's late and she's leaving
Leaving it all up to me again
And I'm seeing
How I wished that it could be again
And it's changing
I don't recognise today again
And she's changing
And there's nothing left to say again
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2. |
Close To Home
03:05
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If there's someone for everyone
In the whole, wide world
And she's from round the corner
Then why is she the girl?
Thought that it was over now
The good girls had gone
Only in the movies
Were they still hanging on
Were you the one to prove me wrong?
Were you the same as when you shone?
Were you the one who fell to me?
Was I the one who couldn't see?
So everything is broken now
From the tear you tore
I'm damaged and I can't afford
To buy my drugs no more
And no one's got the decency
To make it all alright
I'm trying hard to hold on
Watch me walk into the light
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3. |
Drift
03:20
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There's nothing left for me again
Like the rain on the star on the walk of fame
And someone else lives in your house
And I've sent myself insane
And I'm waiting, waiting
Waiting for myself...
There's nothing left for me to say
Looks like I'll live to die another day
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4. |
Suspended
04:13
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Gotta lotta growing up to do
Gotta lotta emptiness, it's true
There's no such thing as superstars
Where no one knows your name
And do you keep your memories, too?
Even when he's fucking you?
Even in the morning
When everything comes down?
So it's too late for dying young
Now everything has come undone
Turn off my life support
And let me fade away
I'll always wonder where you are
Playing on the lead guitar
This broken heart o' mine's
Just no use to you now
I'm stuck inside the here and now
With no one left to show me how
I'll beat myself up
'Til I'm seeing stars again
So where is it we go from here?
And where were you when it came clear?
When that romantic rock 'n' roll myth
Let you down?
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5. |
Sarah Jane's
02:27
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In these days
When the nights pass slowly
All you've left us
Is lost and lonely
And you know the score
You've been here before
Taking your time
As you tear off the label
Eating your tea
In the chair at the table
But it's not the same
'Cause it's Sarah Jane's
There's no one in the world
Now you're not with me...
Where's the life?
Where's the light, 'cause I can't see?
When I buy back the time
You can tell me
Everywhere you hurt
Everywhere you hurt
Hear my words
They were meant to be spoken
Take my heart
It's supposed to be broken
But it's not the same
'Cause it's Sarah Jane's
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6. |
Endtimes
02:21
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Saw you, baby, on the big wheel
And sometimes that's just how I feel
But in these endtimes I will follow you
By the river on a rope swing
In a yellow house a phone rings
And in these endtimes I will wait for you
Everybody's talking real loud
Just like empty streets and big crowds
But in these endtimes I'll remember you
We'll be sitting on a brick wall
We'll be watching all the leaves fall
And maybe one day I could get to you
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7. |
Believe You Me
03:05
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I tried to unravel what happened before
And I don't know just what my heart is for
Believe you me, I've been there from the start
It's been so long, I know it off by heart
It's just your low place in the line
That left you somewhere else
It's just your middle eighties mind
Been talking to yourself
So when the spotlight went on you
My baby lost her tongue
But now she knows what she must do
We've only just begun
Been watching you, lonely, with men at your side
A photograph and someone in it died
Believe you me, I've been here from the start
She sounds so together, so apart
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8. |
Flicker And Die
04:56
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You're always a girl, I'm always a boy
You're just a kid, I'm just a toy
You can spend your Summer long
Wondering where it all went wrong
'Cause I (she) can't wait forever any more
Now nothing's like before
Would you (she) wish it back now if you (she) could?
Just sometimes wish you (she) would
Was that them then, I'm not sure?
He's not with her Mum no more
Bet she's lying in her bed
With all them pretty things she said
Will everything just flicker and die?...
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Alonely
02:05
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What have I got to show
For my state of disrepair?
Just a room in a house
In a street in nowhere
As soon as something matters
Then it's hard to make it not
I let you take everything
And now it's all I got
I fell out of the night
Into a hole inside your heart
And you just locked me up
And waited for the end
I knew I was (know that I'm) always gonna be
Alonely in the end
So what have I got to show
For my state of disrepair?
Just a debt left unpaid
For something that wasn't there
Wishing that it mattered now
When I just know it don't
Walking where we used to be
But I just know we won't
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10. |
Disowned
03:19
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Somebody said
There's a god in heaven
And I'm nearly dead
26 or 7
Go up in a plane
Come down in a doorway
Stuck in my brain
But I'm going your way
Won't you tell me
All your loves and hopes and dreams?
Is the answer
Quite as simple as it seems?
I remember you
With Autumn in your eyes
Ended up
With all your red carnation lies
I liked the way
Your coat came undone
But they took you away
And they left me with no one
You've been disowned
I've been abandoned
You stay at home
I'll pay the ransom
Won't you tell me
All your loves and hopes and dreams?
Is the answer
Quite as simple as it seems?
As the words
Are coming down your telephone
I'm on trial
And they won't leave me alone
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Purveyor of sad English pop songs.
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