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Little Miss
03:15
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I thought we were friends
Guess you saw things differently
Were you always dreamin’ of another life
How’d you fake it so well all this time
Go on little Miss Better-Than-Everyone-Else
Keep your secrets behind your silky blonde hair, we don’t care!
Wish you all the best, playing hard to get
You’re fooling nobody
You’re fooling nobody but yourself, but yourself
How’s that assembly line dream going?
Said your boyfriends so great, but he looks really boring
Seen you on your high horse with your head in the clouds
Mind your fellow man, he will knock you down
Go on little Miss Better-Than-Everyone-Else
Keep your secrets behind your silky blonde hair, we don’t care!
Wish you all the best, playing hard to get
You’re fooling nobody
You’re fooling nobody but yourself, but yourself
I’ve got the urge to shake you up & dishevel that perfect head of hair you’ve got
I’ve got the urge to shake you up & dishevel that perfect head of hair you’ve got
Don’t you miss being weird & free
You’ve forgotten how to just be
Now you’re miss, little Miss Better-Than-Everybody
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2. |
Rust
03:13
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Can’t stop lovin’ you
You know I’ve tried
You know I used to have a thing called pride
Now I’d do anything to make you happy
I would sit there in the corner and die
Quietly, you wouldn’t even notice the flame go out
Wouldn’t want to trouble you in your thinking hours
You have things to do
I’m always here pleased to hear from you
So when being invisible ain’t enough
I come back and try other stuff
You’ve got to know
Oh no you don’t
You don’t got to anything
Me I’ll just rust, I’ll just rust
I’ll just rust, you don’t got to anything, me I’ll just
I have no hold on you
That’s alright, I’m not looking to conquer
If you wanna be free, I’ll watch you fly
Won’t say a word, I ought not to speak
Someone sew up my lips
Tie my feet so I don’t go looking for him
Lord Jesus I would have done anything
But nothing is a feat I am struggling to meet
So when being invisible is too much
I come back and try other stuff
You’ve got to know
Oh no you don’t
You don’t got to anything
Me I’ll just rust, I’ll just rust
I’ll just rust, you don’t got to anything, me I’ll just rust
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3. |
Bye-Bye
04:41
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My man ain’t my man
We’ve been in no man’s land for too long
Though I could carry on
Taking the crumbs of love he offers up
In between the distance
He can be so sweet
When it’s just him and me
Then I know the cold is coming
I buckle up but it hits harder
Than I thought, the chorus trumps the verse
And it goes he he’s not yours, he’s not yours
Bye bye love of mine
Taught me to hit the offbeat
You’ll never play straight cos you’re stuck in your ways
And the open chords say: Leave him, he’s a cheat
My man ain’t my man
Though he’s contemptuous
Underneath his scorn is something that looks
A bit like love
I never asked him to leave anyone
If it wasn’t me it would have been someone else
But I know I am guilty too
If she found out who knows what she’d do
Bye bye love of mine
Taught me to hit the offbeat
You’ll never play straight cos you’re stuck in your ways
And the open chords say: Leave him, he’s a cheat
I don’t wanna feed his bad habit
I want to go home
Where we will laugh at gilded butterflies
Oh I don’t want to be won
Some other lost soul may fill my role
But me I am done, me I am done
Bye bye love of mine
Taught me to hit the offbeat
You’ll never play straight cos you’re stuck in your ways
And the open chords say: Leave him, he’s a cheat, he’s a cheat
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4. |
Like I Can
03:25
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We said: no strings attached
But life goes and does it’s own thing
You and me are a hell of a match
I knew we’d both lose or win
It’s true I thanked the stars when you came to me
It’s true I haven’t asked them or you for your loyalty
But I am learning I’m capable of jealousy
I didn’t know bed sheets could speak so loudly
Must be love, Oh it must love
But I don’t dare ask you to chose between me & her
She’s been in your life so much longer than I have
But I’m about to say a whole bunch of old clichés like
She can’t love you like I can
She can’t love you like I can
Like I can
And even though I’m way too good for all that
Puffed up materialistic stuff
Like shopping sprees and holidays
I would like it if you asked me anyway
‘Cos you let slip you do that stuff for her
And why has she met your friends and I haven’t
I know I talked about my ex but I swear
I don’t always wreak havoc
I am learning I am capable of jealousy
All this practice at free love doesn’t seem to have liberated me
Must be love, Oh it must love
But I don’t dare ask you to chose between me & her
She’s been in your life so much longer than I have
But I’m about to say a whole bunch of old clichés like
She can’t love you like I can
She can’t love you like I can
Like I can
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