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Lover (Theme)
02:35
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I don’t know the fine line between asking for the love that I want and the love that I need.
Oh, my Lover
You’re working so hard for a broken heart
Do you ever wonder?
If it feels this good then we shouldn’t stop
But I would never
Take away your right, the right to doubt
I don’t know the fine line between asking for the love that I want and the love that I need.
Oh, my Lover
Felt it once, never feel it again
So why would I bother?
I lost a love, I lost a friend
They laugh with each other
Say I failed you all along
They could be right or wrong
I could be right or wrong
There’s no use in trying to pretend: By the album’s end, I’ll never fall in love again.
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2. |
Gloria
05:53
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Summer sweat staining all of the sheets
I’m wide awake while Gloria sleeps
It’s too hot for wasting time
It’s too hot to try to lie
When she wakes up it will be May
And you know what they always say:
If all the world is a stage
Then we better be on the same page
You’re the cliche that is true
You’re the sun behind the moon
You’re my favorite actor in my favorite role
The kind of book that gets better as you go
Gloria, I love you a lot
Gloria, I want the love that you got
Gloria, if you tell me to stop…
I’d respect your wish then promptly fall all apart
It sucks, I know
To work so hard just to never come home
Don’t get so close
I think it’s time to leave a girl alone
That’s how it goes
It always already is too slow
We get so high
OH MY GOD. It could be so simple!
People like to talk
Like to talk till their lips turn blue
Man, I just don’t care
About their shitty points of view
They say she never beat it
That California Feeling
Infectious if not treated
Nobody thinks you’re needed
Now I’ve sung what I should have said
Silly love songs stuck in my head
It’s like you told me on the phone:
“It’s so embarrassing to feel at all!!!”
Yeah, I would tend to agree
But baby there’s no stopping me
I’m always feeling it all at once
But too much is never enough
You’re the cliche that is true
You’re the sun behind the moon
You’re my favorite actor in my favorite role
Like the plunge in the gut right before a storm
Like the change from a minor to a major chord
Like the chill I get from ASMR
Like a night so clear you can see the stars
Like a song that sings who you really are
Like a twilight drive fast in your car
Like when we get so close after being far
Like the joy that comes from having so much time left
Like my joy when I wake up and you haven’t left
JESUS DIED FOR GLORIA’S SINS. AND THAT’S FINE.
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3. |
Brother
02:24
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I can take the hardest love man
I can wait till the soles on my feet are sore
You apologize so often
Like you don't know what a brother is for
Something I should tell you often
Is all the ways my life is intertwined with yours
My brother just don't realize
That he's the boy I'm fighting for
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Ruthie
04:43
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Ruthie
Ruthie don’t hit the road
Cause when you’re gone
You’re gone too long, gone too long
Ruthie
Do you still have the keys to my heart?
Don’t give ‘em to no one else
They’re safe with you, safe with you
Ruthie
You and I are like driving drunk
While slow is safe, fast feels so good
You feel so good
Ruthie
My heart’s beating out of my chest
I just wanna say to you one last thing in case you go for good:
You don’t have to leave
You could stay instead
Take a shower, cool off; I can make the bed
I love your forever
You love me for now
You’re always asking, “Why?”
I’m always asking, “How?”
[Don’t wanna be unknown to your body]
Do not drive with a broken heart
I would not like it if you fell apart
When you leave my heart goes with you and
I lie in bed staring out the window and
I think living without you isn’t living at all
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Track one recalls our time
Track two you hate, I tried
Track three will give me indie cred
Track four will make you laugh in bed
Track five rides a fine line
Track six; I hope it helps you cry
And track seven, that’s the hickey on my neck
Track eight signals that I’m an emotional wreck
Track nine is proof that I love you
Track ten is more proof I love you
This mixtape I made it loves you
And I hope that you like it
But you don’t have to like it
But I think that you’ll like it
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6. |
Juliet
04:19
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I’m gonna live forever
Or at least until you die
I guess I’m gonna die
I’m gonna live forever
Although my girl knows the date and time she’s gonna be dead
I said, Baby, please don’t tell me cause I wanna be edged
Yeah she laughed but she also wore this sad little look
She ran her hand through my hair and then went back to her book
And I wished that I understood
The next day you were acting weird
I didn’t wanna guess why
There was an obvious problem
Can’t even say that I tried
As I was walking around
I heard a smoker’s cough
And I immediately regretted the cigarettes that I bought for you
It felt like I killed you
And then I looked for you
And then I asked about you
And then I prayed for you
And then I cried for you
But it hurt
It hurt too bad
So I tried to believe you were never even here
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She’s the sun, I’m the moon; I only shine through her
My gravity is pulled by the shape of her curves
You never know what you have till the moment it’s gone
And now you’re gone
So now I’m gonna die
Cause I said
I said I would
I like to keep my word
There is no heaven
There is no hell
I’ll never see you again
I’ll never get the chance
To say what I should have said:
“I love you”
Oh God
I love you
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Timothée
05:34
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You could have anybody
Any angel on the street
But you chose me
Timothée
Ask me for head
I say, “Boy, for how long?”
So many questions so I don’t do it wrong
He says, “[I’m] doing just fine”
He reassures me there’s no need for jealousy
Have you met me? I’m insane
If anyone knew all the pleasures that grew from your body
They’d eat me alive
Could we just promise by blood that you’ll always be mine?
Boy, you are right and I am wrong
It’s what I’ve been saying all along
Just please don’t leave
Timothée
With you I will never be sure
Cause even though I’m always yours
You could never be mine
SHUT UP, SHUT UP.
YOU DON’T REALLY MEAN THAT
NOOOOOOOOO
WHY’D YOU GO AND MAKE HIM LEAVE?
WHY’D YOU GO AND MAKE HIM LEAVE?
Crying cause you cut your line
How long have you known?
This ain’t that kind of show
Baby looks so real in his films
I’m in love with a still
Swear to God that’s not what I want
But it’s all that I got
You’re all that I’ve got
You Beautiful Bastard
Must know me so well
Said all the right things
To put me through hell
How does one survive this?
No love makes no sense
But tell me the truth:
Am I too intense?
Wow.
Wait, I just wanna say
I know that you loved me
Can’t take that away
One day I won’t want you
It just takes some time
Can’t be every night
I wait here and cry
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8. |
Horatio
04:05
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Horatio
Bubby take me in your arms
Press my face into your heart
I feel like crying
Horatio
Our time together’s almost up
I’m feeling all too much at once
I think I’m dying
My whole life was waiting for the day that I found you
You waited for me too, but I just disappoint you
I don’t want to lose all this love that I found
Such a beautiful place I haven’t been before or since
You think I want it, I think that I need it
So still I hold on to this love that I found
Horatio
I hate you cause you’re far away
I say, “I love you,” every day
Our lives our changing
Horatio
Our time has left its mark on me
In my dreams there will always be a
You & I
This feeling I found.
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9. |
Christ (Encore)
01:26
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Love is not so scary after all
If you shut up and listen well
Your lover won't have to yell
And if you listen too
Then the love you keep is true
And so you learn that love is not so scary after all.
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