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Shackles (new 7/11/16)
03:59
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I won't make you stay, I won't make you go
You could run away, baby, just let me know
Cause I'm tired of swimming in nothing but pools of blue
and I'm tired of living my life like it must be led by you
Cause I don't intend to be no shackles round your feet,
I got places to be
and if you're trying to latch onto mine,
well, darling, I ain't got no time, and it's just not for me
Just not my scene
Everyone says it gets better
but everyone else sees bad weather and gets the hell out of dodge
All but me, how odd
I won't say I'll stay, I won't say I'll go
You have me today, that's all you know
I want you badly, baby, making it harder to breathe
but I want so badly, baby, to find something I can believe
and I don't think that it's you
But you know, it's alright cause I don't intend to be
no shackles round your feet, I got places to be
and if you're trying to latch onto mine,
well, darling, I ain't got no time, and it's just not for me
Just not my scene
The same taste gets old after a while
The burning rubber taste of fresh denial
I'm the child, take me in for a while
Rest assured that I don't intend to be
no shackles round your feet, I got places to be
and if you're trying to latch onto mine,
well, darling, I ain't got no time, and it's just not for me
Just not my scene
You say that you mean well,
and I'm sure there's no bad feelings in hell
So let's say we'll just give it some time - does that sound fine?
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Home
02:22
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I've been looking for a home now,
it's getting kind of cold out on the streets at night and
a roof is looking pretty nice now,
somewhere to rest my bones before the morning light wakes me up,
has me running straight for the door.
Not enough to convince me that there's nothing more
than this existence, I've missed this before
I've been looking for a home now,
and yours is looking nice so darling, can I come in?
It's far too late to be alone now,
been wandering for so long I don't know where to begin,
Baby, I'm down on my knees asking from you
just some time in your presence, so tell me true,
would you maybe like to spend my time, too?
Please believe me when I tell you
it's not an every day sort of thing --
thought I'd might see about us two,
see what sort of trouble me and you could bring
I've always been inclined to run on my own,
but baby, my feet are tired and I'd like to come home
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Dro
04:11
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I like you best when your head's on my chest
and I can see the rise and the fall of your breath
it never fails to impress me how the best can be
right under your nose, that's the way it goes
I like you most when your eyes are on the road,
I'd follow you anywhere if I could be so bold
something bout you makes me shine like gold,
don't know what I'm saying, maybe I'm getting old
But something bout the way you take up space
makes all the blood rush into my face,
you're making me crazy, singing bout falling for you
What a cliche fucking thing to do,
yet here I am, trying to prove it to you - is it getting through?
I like you especially when your arms are around me,
hold me, tell me you want me, and you won't ever doubt me
Fine on my own, but my preference is paired
never considered my time on this shit earth would be better shared
But something bout the way you take up space
makes all the blood rush into my face,
you're making me crazy, singing bout falling for you
Typical lovesick artist bullshit to pull,
trying to show feelings while looking cool,
is it working? Is it getting through?
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I fell in love with a figment of my imagination
Tough shit, far too much hesitation
I would like to learn to open my doors,
but the handles aren't there anymore - I don't know what for
You are the brightest star that heaven's ever seen
You've got the type of soul that'd make Jesus Christ look mean
I wish I could catch you but you're just too high for me,
fingertips are just out of reach, blind and I forgot how to see
I fell apart when you took my hand and kissed it,
just the start and I knew I couldn't miss it
The space between us makes me want to fucking scream
Not as bad as it seems, wish I could keep you in my dreams
but oh, I wish a lot of things
You had the sweetest way of saying that it's over,
your words are milk and honey, your voice a four leaf clover
You twist the language beautifully, my dear
Tell me what I like to hear, tell me not to fear,
your intentions were clear
I knew the song had to end, and it looks like she's right here
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Crazy
03:20
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I look for you in magazines,
I look for you in frayed edges of movie screens,
picked apart the pieces of imperfect dreams,
ripped up all my clothes and looked through all the seams.
Tried to ask around, but they had said you'd gone,
tried to look for clues in your old made up songs.
Replayed every moment from dusk till dawn,
trying to figure out if you're just dead or you're just gone.
Oh, my hands are shaking, and I don't know why,
I must admit, there's something bout you and I
that makes me go crazy, makes me wanna die -
but I live to fight the feeling, it's what gets me by
and if my brain is going out, don't let me know
and if my blood is pouring out, don't let it show
I wanna hurt, baby, I want you to tell me no
if the lovin' gets too easy, then I will go
I look for you in passing cars,
I look between the lines of all these dead old stars
Tried to get past all the bouncers at the bars,
but they said they hadn't seen you, don't know where you are
Tried to fight the feeling, but it's here to stay
I can't forget the day that you had walked away
You walked out of my life and my whole world turned gray,
tried to call you up -- I ain't got shit to say
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Commercial Breaks
02:59
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I watch your fingers dance and wish they'd dance
through my hair with the same consideration they do now
Here I'm thinking how to tell you that you move me, truly, you do
I'm trapped in half daydream, half reality
as you and I stare at the TV, wondering if the other one knows
how painfully close our bodies were
I think about the nights when you and I would thank eachother
for being on the earth at the same time
Yes, we've found the missing side from when the stars
they did collide into an unfinished sky
and I wonder if your brain is often swarmed with these same thoughts,
has it always been this way, or is there something I forgot?
Does your heart belong to me? Cause surely, mine belongs to you
maybe in another life we'll know the proper thing to do
The final thirty second block appears on the screen,
your fingers still are moving, the most graceful thing I've seen
My mind returns to earth as I memorize your form,
just incase, God forbid, from you I'd be forced to be torn
My heart, it sighs, not knowing what's next
but I can't lie, it's what I've loved best
I'm content to sit and watch what they've prepared for us
and I'll patiently wait for my mind to race
at the next commercial break
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Flowers
04:18
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The moon, she was close enough to peer back at our faces
Purple lips, wide eyes, stomachs twisted
You step carefully, I get mud on my shoelaces,
if you would ask me what Nirvana was, I would say this
Two out of place human beings
staring up at what should have been their home
Fucked up on something or other, feeling
that this is better than ever being alone
and I wonder if the flowers will come back,
and I wonder if the stars will turn on again
and I wonder if the flowers will come back to me my friend
Our great nation could fall apart like '29,
I'm convinced that we would be okay
I don't need anything if I am yours and you are mine
at the end of every day
So I'll keep replaying the crash inside my head,
let it burn into each fold inside my brain
Like a stray ember from a lit cigarette
reminding me that I put out the flame
I miss when we were better versions of ourselves,
can we go back to being better versions of ourselves?
My cigarette is reaching gold, but I am not quite through
each body needs a hand to hold and my hand belongs to you
I'll stay here till the sky starts falling, I couldn't part from you if I tried
and I wonder if the flowers will come back,
and I wonder if the stars will turn on again
and I wonder if the flowers will come back,
come back to me, my friend
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Eggs n Toast
02:12
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I don't know what hurt the most,
waking you up, making you eggs and toast --
I don't mean to be sentimental in my lines,
but you're the greatest thing that I had had in such a long time
I remember the look on your face
when you said it would be better if I left your place,
I wrote you a letter, hopin' for the best --
I saw you toss it out the window as I left your complex
Darling, you are leaving me today, oh what a shame
put the letters at the door and with the records, do the same
Tell your folks that I mean well, it breaks my heart to say goodbye
It was a fool's mistake, you made my poor heart break,
you were the apple of my eye
I loved you, darling, and I'm not one to lie
I don't know how to function without you by my side
I rang your phone, hoping that you'd reply,
I left a voicemail at the tone and I thought I'd die
I can still be your sweetheart if you ask me to,
say the word and I'll be there --
I miss your arms around me and I miss the way you care
be my all American boy, I beg of you,
don't leave me all alone on your porch, all painted blue
I've been around the world, and there's one thing I knew
that only you would do
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Baby
03:38
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He holds his guitar in his hands like a child,
his fingers move like silk on satin, it drives me wild
A cigarette is dangling from a smirk that grows with each passing note
into a heartbreaker's smile
That's my baby, isn't he cool?
a silver screen golden boy, oppressed by the man,
and lost in homemade constellations
He drives me crazy, the way that he moves
He's the light of my life, my pride and joy
I'll never love another man like him,
not my daddy, not the father, not you
My baby's soul is a diamond surrounded by coal
he says to me, 'Girl, I get high cause the world's so low'
He keeps his heart and his Luckys rolled up tight in his sleeve
I said, "Could you ever love me the way that you love the stage?"
I hear, "Baby girl, don't be naive"
But that's my baby, isn't he cool?
a silver screen golden boy, oppressed by the man,
and lost in homemade constellations
He drives me crazy, the way that he moves
He's the light of my life, my pride and joy
I'll never love another man like him,
not my daddy, not the father, not you
Oh and I wish I could shine for him like the lights do
cause when my eyes close, they're what keeps him real
Everyone tells me not to love you, but darling, I have to
cause you melt my heart and your words teach me how to feel
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Melanie A. Davis Murray, Kentucky
Singer-songwriter from western Kentucky. I sing about me, you, us, and the wild weird world we're currently living in.
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