1. |
Failing
03:26
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What are you thinking about?
When you're looking out at the water
I only brought you here
To make you feel a little calmer.
I'm trying my best
To make this make sense
But I'm failing, failing, failing
You're leaving again,
This cheap plane
And you won't hear this 'til it's too late
I'm trying my best,
To make this make sense
But I'm failing, failing, failing
Why can't you see me when I'm searching from the stage
Can't you hear yourself in every song that I play?
Failing, failing, failing.
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2. |
Loyal
03:48
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You talk like a historian
But your evidence is paper-thin
Talk about the mistakes I made
When we were just kids
Maybe I was heartless then
Didn't even notice when your face fell as I sang out to the room
About this whole story that was in ruins.
But I am loyal, I am loyal, I am loyal
To you, to you, to you.
I always say I'll change for you,
But I never do in any fundamental way
I am just the same.
So let's become estranged
You can run away, I will stray
You can run away, I will stray
But I am loyal, I am loyal, I am loyal
To you, to you, to you.
I want you somewhere in my life,
In the corner of my room
Or under my bed, a box full of you
That I'll never lose
I want you somewhere in my life,
In the corner of my room
Or under my bed, a box full of you
That I'll never lose
I want you, I want you, I want you
And I'll never lose you.
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3. |
Between Your Teeth
02:58
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I hate it when we fight
But you made me feel stupid
I protect my ego
Round in circles we go
Twisting railway lines
Coming back I'm feeling like
I think too much
I think for both of us
I can't hide it anymore
Just to hold her
On the bathroom floor
Wait 'til it's over
Sleep next to me
Fall beneath
Just to hear you speak
The words between your teeth
If there is something please
Don't torture me
I think too much
I think for both of us
I can't hide it anymore
Just to hold her
On the bathroom floor
Wait 'til it's over
Wait 'til it's over
Ah, just to hear you speak
The words between your teeth
Ah, just to hear you speak
The words between your teeth
I can't hide it anymore
Just to hold her
On the bathroom floor
Wait 'til it's over
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4. |
Walk Away
03:12
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Is that all you've got to say
You're leaving?
The last train.
I know it's getting late
There must be something wrong if you
Refuse to stay, this is
This is a mistake
Walk away
A mistake
Walk away
Slow down to me
Your breathing is comforting
Speak softly
The smell of fresh coffee
When you leave on the street
I love that face you make
As if to say, this is
This is a mistake
Walk away
A mistake
walk away
Wide awake
Walk away
Is that all you've got to say,
you're leaving?
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5. |
Life Without You
03:05
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Every day I try my best
Push these feelings off my chest
Show our love some respect
I'll remember not forget
But I've got to move
Dublin's got no room
To survive
Life without, life without, life without
You
Never minded your morning breath
How you got lost in your own head
Cause now I'm stuck in mine instead
And the aching corners of this bed
Maybe I confuse, lies and the truth
Love and pain too
In life without, life without, life without
You
Maybe I don't want it, take it from me
Once you shut my car door
We can't be us anymore
Once you shut my car door
We can't be us anymore
Once you shut my car door
We can't be us anymore
In life without you.
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6. |
Looking Happy
03:07
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Don't say I don't care I do
Just not in the way you want me to
Remember mornings in your room
You'd see me and I'd see you
I see you looking happy on my telephone screen
See you got a new job, 'cause it's staring at me
See you got a new life back home without me
I can't make it stop, just turn it off.
Now all our mutual friends sit around and try to pretend that I don't see your face
A little different but your eyes don't change
I see you looking happy on my telephone screen
See you got a new job, 'cause it's staring at me
See you got a new life back home without me
I can't make it stop, just turn it off.
Are you ever looking for me?
I see a picture of you smiling
Are you ever looking for me?
Out in the city?
Out there in Sydney?
Now I see you looking happy...
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7. |
Personal History
04:59
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I used to spook so easy but getting close to you came naturally to me
So I'll earn enough to pay rent, I'll grow up and always make the bed.
I'll take care of my own head.
Let's fall into routine,
The romance of watching TV
Hearing your broken sleep
Feeling the warmth of your body
It's true intimacy
It's security.
When you left I hung on every word you'd ever said, Mulholland Drive and Patricia Arquette.
I went to parties with my friends, gin and tonic to decompress, all to care a little less.
But I still cared for you, I wrote all these songs to prove that I'm committed, if you are too?
Let's fall into routine,
The romance of watching TV
Hearing your broken sleep
Feeling the warmth of your body
It's true intimacy
It's security.
I don't want to go on dates and hear personal histories, I don't want to share my own unless its you listening.
(I can't spend life, searching for you now)
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8. |
Time Difference
03:20
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You're serving coffee while I sleep
Lunch-break while I party
Out of control, the hours between
And I always seem
To keep an eye on the time difference
Anything to close the distance
The distance between us.
I'm alone in Glasgow,
Waiting for my next show
Staring down at the street
Hotel's up a hundred feet
All the people beneath and I am so lonely
So I keep, so I keep, so I keep
I keep an eye on the time difference
Anything to close the distance
The distance between us.
You know that I try
Hear my voice on the line
You know that I try
Hear my voice on the line
To keep an eye on the time difference
How the hours weigh on us
Phone calls are never enough
How I miss your touch
The distance between us.
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9. |
Late Bloomer
03:27
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You are irreplaceable, because I've tried that is something I know, I know
Through the grimy cityscape
The ancient walls, the newfound cranes they suffocate, they suffocate
We obsess about the future
Question nature versus nurture
But I'm just a late bloomer
You're not backing a loser
I'm just a late bloomer
You're not backing a loser, a loser.
Poet's words, graffiti scrawl, a quick drink
in the Long Hall where I first saw your face
But I dream of a distant place, the sea side lull of foreign trains and your skin awaits
The sight, the taste
We obsess about the future
But sometimes waiting feels like torture
And I'm just a late bloomer
You're not backing a loser
And I'm just a late bloomer
You're not backing a loser
You're not backing a loser
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10. |
Self Improvement
04:36
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Off the meds again, for "just a few months"
'Til I can't cope again, 'til I'm unravelling.
There's got to be another way to feel
Seems to come easy to you
But it evades me still
You soften the descent to long talks and self improvement, self improvement
It must be hard to see me so down
You come home from work and I'm just lying on the couch,
Like can't you pull me out?
'Cause you can't help if I don't take advice
Even if that's as simple as to try
I'd rather lash out than cry
You soften the descent to long talks and self improvement, self improvement
When you close your eyes, I want to crawl inside
When you close your eyes, I know I'll be alright, when you close your eyes.
I spent my twenties, trying to accept these vulnerabilities don't make me weak
I spent my twenties, trying to accept these vulnerabilities don't make me weak
I spent my twenties, trying to accept these vulnerabilities don't make me weak
Self improvement.
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