the view could be better
the company as well
came to a conclusion
her finger starts to swell
chasing dreams and rabbits
down pillow and holes
taking it for granted has taken its toll
dealing with the fallout
of having falling in
being the human being
you have never been
feeling like a heel
the lowering kind
trade the perfectly good
for whatever you find
another in the manner of quick and quit
spent her youth on you
you wasted it
you know what's good for you is walking away
you don't have to listen to what i say
now the view is perfect but the weather could improve
they tell you when you're cold
stomp your feet and move
another thing they say
try to have a heart
plug it in and kick it but it won't start
love's best for those who love to pretend
fools bend over backwards while they're bending over friends
you know what's good for you is walking away
you don't have to listen
you don't have to listen
you know what's good for you is walking away
you don't have to listen to what i say
from the top of her lungs
desperate to be heard
you know her heart by heart
so you never learn the words
you don't have to listen
you don't have to listen
you know what's good for you is walking away
you don't have to listen to what i say
Erudite chamber pop that hearkens back to the elegant and experimental production of the 1960s, swinging from melancholia to playfulness. Bandcamp New & Notable May 13, 2016