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I wanna feel hurt
So lie to me, lie to me
Hurt me in excess
I'm a mess of good times and memories
And that ain’t good for shit for writing songs
So knock me down, kick me around
Gimme something to write about honey
Cause we both know that I wanna make it
And you wanna be quote unquote famous
Stab me in the back
Go on the attack on my heart girl
Treat me like shit so I can do the same for you
Spit me some lies
Let me feel victimized this time baby
Cause love’s a two way bridge
And I wanna burn it down this time
Treat me like dirt
Walk all over me, over me
Leave me at the curb, disturbed
When you’re through giving the knife a turn
Cause I could use a change of scenery
So shut me up, drag me through the mud
Gimme something to cry about honey
Cause I confess, I'm a mess
But only in the sense my problems are future tense
So stab me in the back
Go on the attack on my heart girl
Treat me like shit so I can do the same for you
Spit me some lies
Let me feel victimized this time baby
Cause love’s a two way bridge
And I wanna burn it down this time
Stab me in the back
Go on the attack on my heart girl
Treat me like shit so I can do the same for you
Spit me some lines
Let me feel victimized this time baby
Cause love’s a two way bridge
And I wanna burn it down this time
Stab me in the back
Go on the attack on my heart girl
Treat me like shit so I can do the same for you
Spit me some lines
Let me feel victimized this time baby
Cause love’s a two way bridge
And I wanna burn it down this time
Burn it down this time
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Pierrot
02:58
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Listen up you piece of shit
I've put up with you
And now I'm done with it
And unlike spinach
You don't taste gross or make me strong
I'll paint over the walls
Where we used to laugh
And hope every word I said to you
Can still be taken back
I'll rip off the petals to all your flowers
And I’ll just sit here
Still holding the thorns
I bleached my hair
Cause you prefer blondes
It's funny how you still change who I wanna be
I'm proud of who I am
As long as you are
My moral compass will always point to you
I'm just your average case
Of feeling out of place
But solitude don't make me feel half as alone as you do
Hey just a sec, give me some time
Cause if I squint real hard
You still remind me
Of the woman you had
Every fighting chance to be
This may sound redundant
As if I've said it all before
But you won't hear a word I say
Over the sound of a slamming door
A few months later
We'll interact
And from your high horse
You'll assume my heart is still intact
Well I've got some news
Both good and bad
Just cause this clown is always laughing
Doesn't mean it can't feel sad
This tear don’t make me a sad clown
This tear don’t make me a sad clown
This tear don’t make me a sad clown
Because this clown is always laughing
Doesn’t mean it can’t feel sad
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Doll Fetish
04:16
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Please don't mind if I find you boring
I'm just looking for a girl
I won't hate in the morning
Rest assured, that will not be you
Cause you're a doll
With almost human eyes
Porcelain skin and something to hide
But then again, I think I do too
I'm just looking for a girl
Who won't ask me how I feel
And at $2.50 a minute
Yeah, I think you're a steal
And please don't yell your thoughts through the pillow
Or ask me how far I think that we'll go
I don't see us lasting to see the morning news
Cause I'm a fox who learned how to talk
To not feel a thing
And I will not give that up
Cause feeling nothing can't beat not feeling used
I'm just looking for a girl
Who admits to all her lies
All of her shortcomings
And every single vice
I’m not in love
I’m not in love
But rest assured, I’m getting there
I’m not in love
I’m not in love
But rest assured, I’m getting there
Well please don't cry
Get up from the carpet
It's that when I'm high
I tend to be heartless
I've been trying to come down
Since the moment I met you
My skin might be steel
But inside I'm just glass
I'm trying to force the temporary to last
So would you please forgive me
If I started to tell the truth?
Cause I’m just a boy
Who's been hurt before
And has always been scared
To reopen that door
So trust me it's not you
It's who I used to be
I’m not in love
I’m not in love
But rest assured, I’m getting there
I’m not in love
I’m not in love
But rest assured, I’m getting there
I’m not in love
(Please don’t mind if I find you boring)
I’m not in love
(I’m just looking for a girl I won’t hate in the morning)
But rest assured, I’m getting there
(But rest assured, that will not be you)
I’m not in love
(Please don’t mind if I find you boring)
I’m not in love
(I’m just looking for a girl I won’t hate in the morning)
But rest assured, I’m getting there
(But rest assured, that will not be you)
I’m not in love
(The little lies)
I’m not in love
(We tell ourselves)
But rest assured, I’m getting there
(These are the little lies we tell ourselves)
I’m not in love
(These are the little lies)
I’m not in love
(We tell ourselves)
But rest assured, I’m getting there
(I’m getting there)
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You're not a punk
Upper middle class
No absent dad
Your brother's not in rehab
White privilege life
You don't get cat called or harassed
Cops only pull you over
To help you pay for gas
Tell me why you're sad
Well you know scars
They're not only skin deep
You don't choose your brain chemistry
And truth be told I'm sick of me
Let me tell you about anxiety
It's not scared of being watched
It's scared of being seen
It's double checking the oven
When you haven't cooked for weeks
Let's set one thing straight
You've played the victim as of late
The only illness you have
Are the ones you've learned to fake
You're just a guy
Who gets sad from time to time
You make mountains out of mole hills
And the next day you'll be fine
Now just a second, let's rewind
If you think disease
Is just the ailments you can see
I got news for you
That shit ain't true
I'm not defined by disabilities
Let me tell you about anxiety
It's not scared of being watched
It's scared of being seen
It's double checking the oven
When you haven't cooked for weeks
I don’t know doc, this is pretty fucked up
I am not "three pills a day"
Panic attacks on crowded trains
I am not a walking disorder
Who just happens to have a name
My body might be able
This smile's a little fake
I'm not asking for attention
I'm asking for a break
Trust me I'm not joking
When I'm shaking in a crowd
And I shouldn't have to write tis song
For you to figure that out
My body might be able
This smile’s a little fake
But I’m not asking for attention
In fact, I’m asking for a break
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