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Gather 'round, gather 'round
I'm feeling all dramatic
(alright)
This town's got heartbreaks punched in walls
Rearrange, turn the page
This ain't the way I'm used to
If only I could find the time
All of those reasons get me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box beside my perfect view
Yesterday's black earl grey
Straight teeth and fine white leather
Long drives and songs from '99
Thrown away, grasp my chain
You occupy my daydreams
Who am I?
All of those reasons get me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box and singing dreadful tunes
(singing lullabies)
All of those midnight altercations
And all of those wish-I-would-have-done's
Remind me of why I'm crawling back to you
(singing lullabies)
You got me hooked on you
All of those reasons got me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box beside my perfect view
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Between Brick Walls
03:25
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Darling it's not like you
To make up all these rules against me, you're not very fair
It's not impossible to say our drawn out drive's to blame
But this passenger's insane, you know I wish I left alone
So you know
She's only into music from twenty years ago
Wearing all the fashion trends no one seems to know
Sunday brunch between brick walls and cobble stone
A knack to silence laughter
Darling it's not like you
To make up all these rules against me, you're not very fair
Ebbs and flows
That wreck your head with constant dread
A kick below
Although you know shouldn't you still dial the phone
Praying that the outcome ends those nights alone
Another bad decision
Darling it's not like you
To make up all these rules against me, you're not very fair
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Am I The Only Reason?
04:38
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I don't know what to say
It's 'cause nothing's really wrong with you
Well I just walk away
From cigarettes and bad perfume
You see, nothing's really wrong with you
Nothing's really...
Am I the only reason?
Consulting my reflection
She caught all their eyes including mine
You smell me on somebody else
My innocence was intertwined
Yet I'll try all of these words to change it
Yes, stumble on them any day
I don't know what to say
'Cause nothing's really wrong
Am I the only reason?
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Milk & Roses
04:55
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Alone and blue, wanting you
I'm finding ways to rewind 'till I'm right
Perfect days gone to waste
I'm feeling out of place
We were friends, on the weekends
Without a plan we call for hotel rooms
So it goes, as in that book you know
Our worlds they will resume
Baby I can wait maybe once or twice, maybe once or twice
Find another way to make it feel alright, to make it feel alright
Gone away, all those Sundays
Time for you to find somebody new
To be your friend, to not pretend
To sit at home with you
Baby I can wait maybe once or twice, maybe once or twice
Find another way to make it feel alright, to make it feel alright
I hate the way I can't explain, can't resolve, can't move forward
I saw me there so unaware, my glassy eyes, I went home sober
The part of me that wants to see you standing there with milk & roses
Looking back at photographs that made my laugh, I fucked things over
Find another way to make it feel alright, to make it feel alright
Crazy I would wait maybe once or twice, maybe once or twice
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Loose Buttons New York, New York
Loose Buttons is:
Eric Nizgretsky
Zack Kantor
Manny Silverstein
Adam Holtzberg
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