🎹 Lyrics That Hit The Spot

I can't hang around with you like this my friend
Our time has come to an end
I can't play around with you no more
No, I'm seeing this open door
And I know you saw right through me
Afraid I'm taking you for a ride
But when you're dead you're dead
When you're gone you're gone
I got my conscience at both of my sides
 
I could follow you to the beginning
Just to relive the start
And maybe then we'd remember to slow down
At all of our favorite parts
 
I cry when it's raining
I cry when it's dark
I feel like the whole world won't ever understand my heart
That's the hardest part of being alone
 
Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child
One day they really love you, you'll charm them with that smile
But for now it's just another Chelsea Monday

Hello John, did you see The Standard about four hours ago?
Fished a young chick out of The Old Father
Blond hair, blue eyes. She said she wanted to be an actress or something
Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going
Funny thing was she had a smile on her face
She was smiling, what a waste


Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress
Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town
Of Chelsea Monday
 
Pet Shop Boys "It's a Sin" has a fantastic lyric:
At school they taught me how to be,
so pure of thought and word and deed;
they didn't quite succeed.
 
You want me, I want you, baby
My sugarboo, I'm levitating
The Milky Way, we're renegading
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got you, moonlight, you're my starlight
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating
You, moonlight, you're my starlight (you're the moonlight)
I need you all night, come on, dance with me
I'm levitating
 
But you know what they say, you can't help who you fall for
And you and I fell like an early spring snow
But reality crept in, you said we're too different
You laughed at my dreams, rolled your eyes at my jokes

Mr. Superior-Thinkin'
Do you have all the space that you need?
I don't have to be your shrink to know that you'll never be happy

And I bet you think about me
I bet you think about me, yes
I bet you think about me
Ooh, block it all out
The voices so loud sayin', "Why did you let her go?"
Does it make you feel sad
That the love that you're lookin' for
Is the love that you had?

Now you're out in the world, searchin' for your soul
Scared not to be hip, scared to get old
Chasing make-believe status, last time you felt free
Was when none of that shit mattered 'cause you were with me

But now that we're done and it's over
I bet it's hard to believe
But it turned out I'm harder to forget than I was to leave
Then, yeah, I bet you think about me
 
We both knew at the start
What it could lead to
Said we'd cross that bridge
If ever comes that time
But every day, I find
That more and more, I need you
And when I'm holding her
It's you that's on my mind

Yes, it's time to cross that bridge
That we talked about
It's time to take that step
Across the line
Yes, it's time to cross that bridge
That we talked about
Cause lovin' you is all
That's on my mind


 
Traffic - The Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys

....The percentage you're paying is too high priced
While you're living beyond all your means
And the man in the suit has just bought a new car
From the profit he's made on your dreams
But today you just read that the man was shot dead
By a gun that didn't make any noise
But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, was
The low spark of high-heeled boys (high heeled boys)

If I gave you everything that I owned
And asked for nothing in return
Would you do the same for me as I would for you
Or take me for a ride
And strip me of everything, including my pride
But spirit is something that no one destroys
And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound of
The low spark of high-heeled boys (heeled boys)
 
Buy a little cabin in the Adirondacks
Baby they'll never find us
Turn on, tune in, drop out, give up, with me

Hand stitch our tepee
Windy East Mojave
Watching for black helicopters
Turn on, tune in, drop out, give up, with me
 
Bartender, pour me up again
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice
Yeah, I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time, cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack, and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
We just need a slow song
Tryin' to let her go song
Throw a little Jones on
Leave us alone 'til she's long gone
Got a lot of over her work left to do
That we need to get into
 
I gotta ask you something, do you attract obsessives?
I'm just curious, like when you have interactions with people
Do they make mental notes, or even written notes of everything you say, I mean every little thing that you say?
Maybe you know what I'm talking about here, and if you don't
I mean this sincerely, enjoy that part of your life
 
I am a pharmacist
Prescriptions I will fill you
Potions, pills and medicines
To ease your painful lives
I am a lost soul
I shoot myself with rock & roll
The hole I dig is bottomless
But nothing else can set me free
 
And don't ever let them make you feel
Like saying what you want is unbecoming
If you were supposed to watch you're mouth all the time
I doubt you're eyes would be above it
 
Well, he gave her a dimestore watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Everyone's looking for someone to blame
When you share my bed, you share my name
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops
She said, baby I still love you
Sometimes there's nothin' left to do
 
I was born in the middle
Maybe too late
Everything good had been made
So I just get loaded
And never leave my house
It's taken way too long to figure this out
 
You laid me down, whispered in my ear
I hate my life, hold on to me
Ah, if you ever decide to leave
Then I'll go, I'll go, I'll go
I can go out every night of the week
Can go home with anybody I meet
But it's just a temporary high, 'cause when I close my eyes
I'm somewhere with you, somewhere with you
 
Why didn't you call?
My phone's always on
Why didn't you call?
Before you got gone

And I can't say for certain what I would have said
But now I am helplessly silent instead
There's a hole in my heart and in my head
Why didn't you call?

Why didn't you say something?
The last time we met
Why didn't you say something?
There's always hope left.

And I can't say for certain what I would have done
But I can't do anything now that you're gone
And it kills me to think
For a second
You felt alone


An absolutely devastating and honest song by Frank Turner called 'Song for Josh' No metaphors here, just the heartbreak and guilt left with the living
 
Anytime you want to
You can turn me on to
Anything you want to
Anytime at all
 
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