1. |
Time to Come Clean
03:46
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The daylight’s not assaulting me
The passing of time’s not faulting me
So why does it take a break
To make me ask why it’s been so long
Shoot me or promise me a stage
You can’t make me tell him I want him to stay
I’ve gotten too good at running away
And writing the same sad song
If this is what a heartbreak feels like
Every time I said I didn’t love you I lied
So don’t say I didn’t try
But if this is what a heartbreak feels like
Then I won’t lie
It’s about damn time
If somebody’s waiting for me
I wish they’d let me know
‘Cause I’ve been standing in the station swearing
All that’s holding me back is ghosts
Be it a figment of my imagination
Fine, I can learn to love
But for the first time I’ve got a sightline
So at least tell me what I’m giving up
If this is what a heartbreak feels like
Every time I said I didn’t love you I lied
So don’t say I didn’t try
But if this is what a heartbreak feels like
Then I won’t lie
It’s about damn time
Take my picture black and white
They’ll need it for the will
To leave my grief unsatisfied
They’ll probably say I died up on the damn hill
Craving
If I can’t see the water from here
Raving mad
Isn’t half as bad as I feared
If this is what a heartbreak feels like
Every time I said I didn’t love you I lied
So don’t say I didn’t try
If this is what a heartbreak feels like
Then I won’t lie
I mean like I might cry
But I’ll get by
‘Cause it’s about damn time
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2. |
Classic Protagonist
03:34
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My mind’s eye will and/or can lie
Through body-dysmorphic teeth
And that’s what it’s like to open your eyes post surgery
Fucking bloody
I’m the one who answers the questions first
Screams so-oh my capillaries burst
Sing so bad my sensibilities hurt
Poor alpha me
Pour it out for me
Tell me that I’m classic, baby
Tell history I’m great
Beg for my best behaviour
Oo - then wait
I could lose myself in your pretty face
If we weren’t shooting for the money today
Like oh
I’m the classic protagonist baby
Love me anyway
My dreams didn’t prepare me
To be so good at watching tv
Damn sure how insecure I am
Can’t speak but for poetry
When the aliens come to take me home
Blame the made-up man for War Three
But in the end
Though remote I hope
Baby it’s just you and me
Tell me that I’m classic baby
It’s not the same as great
Beg for my best behaviour
Oo - then wait
I could lose myself in your pretty face
If we weren’t shooting for the money today
Like oh
I’m the classic protagonist baby
Love me anyway
Trying so hard to be cool
Like we can pretend that this won’t hurt
And I don’t have all the answers
But I can vandalize your shirt
Can of spray paint and red headlights
Like man, let’s get to work
I don’t have all the answers
But I can vandalize your shirt
Tell me that I’m classic baby
‘Cause history will say I’m great
Beg for my best behaviour
Oo - then wait
I could lose myself in your pretty face
If we weren’t shooting for the money today
Like oh
I’m the classic protagonist baby
Love me anyway
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3. |
First
03:57
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My first year, his second year
Last year
I learned my fear was conquering
And this year, his missing year
You, dear
Taught me I’m clearly posturing
I don’t know how to be honest
Without feeling too exposed
So I’ve gotten as good at lying
As I am at feeling cold
Still not good at doing what I’m told
The first thing in my head, I woke up and said
I’d rather be dead today
Just goes to show, not even my brain knows
How to cope with me
I don't know how to be quiet
Without hiding inside my head
Filling the hole with missing
And the ghosts of what I should have said
I’m just trying to do what I’m told
Did the sun rise when I was gone
Did mama’s tears from heaven carry on
Did the ways I swear I don’t belong
Keep you safe
Baby did you wake
To the light of day
Did you see my face
Back in first place
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4. |
The Flood
04:52
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Otis just wants to be loved
Sleep and dream of
A second chance
Eartha’s a grown up
Already scared of
Feeding from loving hands
In a strange house
With two front doors
While a false love plays on tv
I lost myself and this week to the floor
Where Otis and Eartha found me
Otis has seen ‘em draw blood,
Cover it up downstairs
He’s terrified of closed doors
And how it was before
He learned that strangers care
Eartha watches from above
Her happy place is a lonely chair
She’s long forgot what's worth dreaming of
And can’t sleep unless you’re there
It’s quieter here
Everybody copes by never being alone
It’s quieter here
Watching the flood
Otis make me stay,
Keeps us warm in a darker place
He screams when there’s nothing left to say
Using your voice is just a question of taste
Eartha sees who we are
Billboards made of stars
Concerned where the man-made lights are
She knows it’s not supposed to be this hard
It’s quieter here
Nobody’s in pain if you don’t give it a name
It’s quieter here
Watching the flood
Someone have mercy I don’t fit under my skin
It’s quieter here
Nothing is the same once you learn to love again
It’s quieter here
Watching the flood
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5. |
Little Pieces
04:40
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In movies
When somebody laughs at a funeral
It’s disarmingly charming
And everyone cracks
But in my life
Everyone just cries until red eyes
Looks terrible wearing black
You would’ve thought that
This is condolences of sorts
Because I hated all the cards at the drug store
Called you to complain
And of course you don’t answer anymore
And I don’t know what life is for
Rarely ever right but keep coming for more,
So for you, tonight
I’ll get up off the floor
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
And I try
So many mocking fly-bys
But I can’t lock myself tighter inside
Just because the world decides to frighten me
Not all who wander are lost
Have we forgot the fucking cost of apathy
Of loss and fighting so happy
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
Is anybody missing
Any little pieces that I could stand to lend
Is anybody wishing
For all these little pieces of mine to mend
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