Curveballs

There’s no greater sight
Than you in your underwear removing mine
And I’ve never felt this good
There’s not a news flash that could deflate my mood

Then, oh his clothes on your floor
And, oh, I recognize this decor
I’ve been here before

And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I try the more my back’s against the wall
And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs

Who and why, how?
I tend to focus on the past and not the now
I’ll be over this soon
But some images adhere like super glue

Oh, six hands in one bed
Oh, could he not afford the rent?
This feeling won’t end

And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I try the more my back’s against the wall
And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs

What you d’expect me to say
When the paintings I paint
Start to leap out their frames?
Sweetheart, what d’you want me to say?

And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
And the more I dodge the more my back’s against the wall
And I can’t, I can’t keep, keeping up with these curveballs
Curveballs

Pink Lemonade

Another magical Friday night
I think I’ll sit this one at home
Unusual for me I know, but please go ahead
I don’t want to be the blinking rabbit to your wildebeest
The jaded lover to a sex machine, you should go ahead
And please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And lock the door if you’re home before the sun, oh

Pink, pink lemonade and
Does he kiss you till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
Does he take you places I can’t afford to go?
Pink lemonade you know I, know behind that sugar there’s only lies, lies, lies, lies

Another magical Friday night
I wonder what state you’re in?
In the powder or in the gin, this one’s ending bad
So please give those recycled house tracks my warmest regards
And if you bring him home, can you use the spare bedroom?

Pink, pink lemonade and
Does he kiss you till your lips explode?
Pink, pink lemonade
Does he take you places I can’t afford to go?
Pink lemonade you know I, know behind that sugar there’s only lies, lies, lies, lies

And that’s alright and that’s okay
If I can write this song, I can play that game
And it’s all good with me, if I know it’s all good with you
Cause getting lost in the middle of the inbetween
Is only half as frightening as it first may seem
So do whatever you must, love, do whatever it must take
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade
Pink lemonade

The English Summer

Maybe it’s the English summer
Maybe it’s the atmosphere
But it’s got me seeing stars when I’m with you

Maybe this is all theatrics
Maybe it’s very clear
That I’m dripping over your every single move

And there’s an animal inside of me
And he’s feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
This awkward feeling is getting in the way

Maybe it’s about your future
Maybe it’s about your past
But sweetheart, it’s just the present that needs some glue

Maybe I should play the percentage, yeah
Maybe I should do the math
Cause on paper I’m way too soft a touch for you

And there’s an animal inside of me
And he’s feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game

And there’s an animal inside of me
And he’s feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game

And this awkward feeling is getting in the way
And this awkward feeling is getting in the way
And this awkward feeling, is begging for you to stay

Your Body Is A Weapon

Sometimes I like to go uptown
Where flashy people flash around
It’s extortionate and I don’t care
You can taste the pretense in the air

And I wonder what you wear tonight
The shiny black dress with the slit at the thigh
Is this such fantasy that I should think
Someone like you could love a creep like me

Your body is a weapon, love
And it makes me wanna cry
My body is a temple of doom
Doomed not to be by your side

I like my job when I do it well
It’s freelance work and it pays like hell
But I could get us a place with one bedroom
Who needs a friend when I’ve got you

Your body is a weapon, love
And it makes me wanna cry
My body is a temple of doom
Doomed not to be by your side

And I don’t come here for the exclusivity
I just come here for the view
And the minuscule chance of some close proximity
Or an awkward conversation with you
Yeah that’d be cool

Your body is a weapon, love
And it rips me up inside
My body is a temple of doom
Doomed not to be
Doomed not to be by your side

Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I, one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I, one I love

Someone protect me from the one I love
Someone protect me from the one I love
From the one I, one I love

Isabel

wo tickets to the rabbit hole, please
I gave them half my earnings and all they gave me was this suite
Shes fueling up whilst talking down to me
God you must be the biggest caner this whole world has ever seen
Take what you want from me, Isabel

Isabel, you make it feel as though I’ve won and the dullest parts may never come
Isabel, I’m much better Isabel
When you’re ripping my life apart
I think it’s you that’s the true rock star around here

It must be the oxygenated air
That keeps my confidence rising and keeps my mind without a care
And as nights in white satin hits its peak
You grab me by the collar and whisper “What’s in store for me?”
Do what you will to me, Isabel

Isabel, you make it feel as though I’ve won and the dullest parts may never come
Isabel, I’m much better Isabel
When you’re ripping my life apart
I think it’s you that’s the true rock star around here

So tell me sweetheart, did they teach you all of this in a school?
In a school, around here?
Because I’m out my depth now, you can’t leave me all alone in this bed
Covered in your sweat and my fear
I could do with keeping you near
I could do with keeping you, Isabel

Isabel, you make it feel as though I’ve won and the dullest parts may never come
Isabel, I’m much better Isabel
When you’re ripping my life apart
I think it’s you that’s the true rock star around here

Around here
Around here
Around here

This Is Not A Party

Lulu’s doing haircuts, though I don’t think she can see.
Brendan’s found a song to match the pace of his heartbeat.
Why do I do this? Why do I do this at all?
Edward’s on the big white telephone to God.
Charlie’s coming on to every person he can touch.
Why does this happen every time I dream in Technicolor, and I live in black and white?

This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
And no one really cares, so let’s pretend we’re all okay.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.

Roxie’s made the call although her boyfriend wants to go.
James rolled on the floor, and I’ve lost all self control.
Why does this happen?
Why must it be?
I dream of space and time, then wake up in 2D.

This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
And no one really cares, so let’s pretend we’re doing great.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.

You’re complicated.
You’re complicated.
You’re complicated.
Why so complicated?
Well go to sleep, don’t worry about me.
I’m just fishing for the moon and artificial sea.

This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
And I don’t really care, and I’m never gonna change.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.

This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.
You said we’d never work; you said we weren’t the same,
And I don’t really care, and I don’t ever want to change.
This is not a party; it’s a hurricane.

Headspace

Headspace, I need a route of my headspace
Cause it’s a war in here and I need you take
Take her out of my headspace

Gonna drive, drive, drive this Cadillac
Up the ocean road until it runs out of gas
Cause I’m hurt
I laugh and I joke but I’m hurt
I’m gonna sing, sing, sing my new swan song
So all the bright young sparks have got a tune they can hum
But it’ll hurt
I’ll dance if they ask but it’ll hurt

Headspace I need a route of my headspace
There’s it’s a war in here and I need you take
Take her out of my headspace
These 5.5 liters of blood
Have some sour taste
For your sweet taste buds

Cause now I feel, feel, feel like a disco ball
From the 1970’s all dusty and worn
And it hurts, I reflect the light, but it hurts
I use to run, run, run until my knees gave way
I use to wrestle with bears and kiss poisonous snakes
I didn’t care, they scratch and they bite I didn’t care
I didn’t care

Headspace I need a route of my headspace
Cause it’s a war in here and I need somebody to say
Take her out of my headspace
These 5.5 liters of blood
Have some sour taste
For your sweet taste buds

You put a war zone inside me
Above and below the neck
Above and below the neck

Someone flick a light on
The dark just makes it worse
I’m running out of options and I’m lost for words
Little life wrecker, are you gonna let me know?
Or keep showing me the compassion of a talk show host?
I’m not acting my age here and I’m growing up too fast
If these streets are paved with gold
I want my money back
Cause Liverpool feels like a clouded memory
Now the Californian air has wrapped their claws around me
(Head space, my head space)
She wrapped her claws around me
(Head space, my head space)

Be Your Shadow

Tonight we’ll both go M.I.A
In different towns but in similar ways
I’ve tried my best, best to forget
But I can’t, I can’t, I can’t

Tonight we’ll scratch each other’s face
If it’s in the moment no one complains
I tried my best to move along
But I can’t, I can’t, I can’t

Kiss me with your fist it’s all right
Wrap your hands around my throat I won’t mind
I’m permanent, now I won’t go
I just wanna be your shadow

Just one more uptempo tune
The suits don’t care if their feet aren’t blue
Are you aware of whats going on
In my heart, my heart, my heart
Those machine gun eyes, fire crystals into me
You’re such a violent high
And I’m such a loose cannon can’t you see?

Kiss me with your fist it’s all right
Wrap your hands around my throat I won’t mind
I’m permanent, now I won’t go
I just wanna be your shadow

Have a bus drive it over my rib cage
Snap my bank cards and throw them at my face
I’m permanent now I won’t go
I just wanna be your shadow

And I just want to be sum of your broken parts
And I just want to be the creature of the dark
And I just want to be sum of your broken parts
And I just want to be your creature of, your creature of the dark

I just wanna be your shadow

Kiss me with your fist it’s all right
Wrap your hands around my throat I won’t mind
I’m permanent, now I won’t go
I just wanna be your shadow

Greek Tragedy

We’re smashing mics in karaoke bars
You’re running late with half your makeup on
This method acting might pay our bills
But soon enough they’ll be a different role to fill

I love this feeling
But I hate this part
I wanted this to work so much
I drew up our plans on a chart
Cars are flipping, I’m in hot pursuit
My character’s strong, but my head is loose

She hits like ecstasy
Comes up and bangs the sense out of me

The tarot cards say it’s not so bad
And the blades rotate, there’s just no landing pad
And better have said it, but darling you’re the best
I’m just tired of falling up the penrose steps

I hate this feeling
But I love this part
She really wants to make it work
And I clearly want to let it start
We’ll build a waterslide
As soon as I get home

Oh and she hits like ecstasy
Comes up and bangs the sense out of me
It’s wrong, but surely worst to leave
And she hits like ecstasy

So free up the cheaper seats
Here comes the Greek Tragedy

Give Me A Try

I know that I like to let excess succeed
But I just need you in that fur coat
With only my necklace on underneath
And I don’t care why this apartment’s always cold
London can try, it’ll never swallow me whole

And I swear,

We could be gigantic, everything I need
Vicodin on Sunday nights
This could be worth the risk, worth the guarantee
This could be the drug that doesn’t bite
Just give me a try
Just give me a try
Been kind of hoping you might
Get up and give me a try

I know, sometimes I lose the plot and I cause a scene
What do you dream of on the west coast
When my head is aching in GMT
And I don’t care why this apartment’s so ice cold
Let London try, it’ll never swallow me whole

And I swear,

We could be gigantic, everything I need
Vicodin on Sunday nights
This could be worth the risk, worth the guarantee
This could be the drug that doesn’t bite
Just give me a try
Just give me a try
Been kind of hoping you might
Get up and give me a try

I’m shaving with your toothpaste
And trying to vacuum from the ceiling
The millisecond that you’re away
I get the loneliest feeling

Just give me a try

And I swear,
I swear,

We could be gigantic, everything I need
Vicodin on Sunday nights
This could be worth the risk, worth the guarantee
This could be the drug that never bites
Just give me a try
Just give me a try
Been kind of hoping you might
Get up and give me a try
Give me a try

Just give me a try
Just give me a try