May 21, 2012

(album: Hard Settle, Ain't Troubled - 2016)

I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone
Leave my phone, untouched like, say, I don't know
If I try hard and if I sing all the songs, yeah
Would you notice that's what I want? Oh, I don't know

But it's glamorous for days
And I picked up all the sayings
"Are there drug dealers in your parts?"
Now you know how literal my songs are

I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone
Throw out my phone
Go to Heathrow and just fly home

But it's glamorous for days
And I picked up all the sayings
"Are there drug dealers in your parts?"
Now you know how literal my songs are

World War III
I got an all new pain
Coming up your street on the Northern Line like endlessly

World War III
Between you and me
Coming up your street in South Kensington like endlessly
Almost endlessly

I can love you, or better yet I can leave you alone