LYRICS

SYRACUSE

I’ve been breaking all my rules

Watching sitcoms when the sun’s out

Getting higher than a lighthouse

Habitually hitting snooze

And I’ve been driving aimless miles

I’ve been sleeping on my own

Cause every time I think I find

Someone to get me through

I start running out of light to bend

And see they just ain’t you

They ain’t you

They ain’t you

I’ll never go to Syracuse

Not that I had many reasons

Never cared much for the seasons

But if I needed another not to

At least in that way I still got you

I got you

(I got you)

And I don’t have a clue

How we got here but what’s the use

Ain’t no timeline easing my mind

‘Less it don’t end with the truth

Ain’t no better sleep, astrology, lobotomy

Convincing me

I’m better without you

Without you

Without you


MAGGIE

Maggie would you love me still

Cause I’ve been through the ringer

And Maggie they don’t make no pill

To clean a God damned soul like mine

But maybe you could find it in your heart

To lay just one more night in my arms

Cause Maggie I could love you still

That northern wind rolled in

And pushed you out of my horizon

Like the sun does to the stars

Back again, I tried to fill you in

With all that I could get my

Hands on in the dark

But I’m afraid there ain’t no vice

To cover such a price

So Maggie would you love me still

Cause I’ve been through the ringer

And Maggie they don’t make no pill

To clean a God damned soul like mine

But maybe you could find it in your heart

To lay just one more night in my arms

Cause Maggie I could love you still

I know it ain’t fair to bind you to me

Like a roof over a born free bird of flight

But I can’t bare to let it flow through me

Anymore, all I was ever made to be

Is yours tonight

So Maggie would you love me still

Cause I’ve been through the ringer

And Maggie they don’t make no pill

To clean a God damned soul like mine

But maybe you could find it in your heart

To lay just one more night in my arms

Cause Maggie I could love you still


QUITE LIKE ME

The sun drops down like the weight in my chest

I lie out loud that I’m doing my best

Hard truth calls, but I just let it ring

It’s been ten months in Tennessee

But I still bitch like California

Could tell you how it feels to ride the breeze

The wind cuts deep

Every time you try to plant your feet

So I sing these melancholy songs

Bout all the times I should have grown but didn’t

And she’ll braid my hair with her innocent hands

And watch me fuck up all her plans in an instant

Nobody does it quite like me

Nobody does it quite like me

I told you bout the pay that’s coming our way

If I no one thing it’s to negotiate

The devil said it could be here soon as tomorrow

So have a little faith, hold us over

It’s not just cause I’m not quite sober

Look me in the eye

There ain’t no way to lose

So I sing these melancholy songs

Bout all the times I should have grown but didn’t

And she’ll braid my hair with her innocent hands

And watch me fuck up all her plans in an instant

Nobody does it quite like me

Nobody does it quite like me

Quite like me

Nobody does it quite like me


WOODEN BLINDS

Well I bought a shitty sofa

From a website that I don’t condone

Just didn’t have the decimals

To make this place a proper home

So I went down to the shelter

Found a mutt with broken eyes like mine

And we sit here on this made in china

With nothing on our minds

And that’s just fine

It don’t need to mean something all the time

And I thought that I was ready

For someone to treat me right these days

If it wasn’t my life it’d be funny

The pace I throw em all away

Sapphires and diamonds

Rubies and pearls

A brooklyn babe with baby bangs

A southern belle with curls

Give em a whirl, cut em loose

I deserve to lose

And the headlights through my wooden blinds

Are burning holes to better times

So I bow my head to the great devine

And I take the rest

They gonna catch me if it ain’t my time

So I microwave some protein

Put pretty faces on my screen

And try my best just to forget

Where I hid my last cigarette

And I don’t need no one preaching down my throat

I’m sinking, don’t you think I know

Don’t you think I know

And the headlights through my wooden blinds

Are burning holes to better times

So I bow my head to the great devine

And I take the rest

They gonna catch me if it ain’t my time

They gonna catch me if it ain’t my time