1. |
Under The Welcome Mat
02:22
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wake up
what am i doing?
i shouldn't be holding
your fucking hand.
give me
one more minute,
a chance to explain
it's not who i am.
slow down,
start from the beginning.
i'm saying the words now
that i shouldn't have.
i close
an open door
that used to be locked,
but i had the spare key.
god damn
you look so gorgeous
when you're crying your eyes out.
can you blame me?
don't say--
don't say you're sorry.
say that you love him
say you don't love me.
it hurts when i stay--
but it kills me to say 'goodbye'.
so i think i'm gonna wait,
i'm gonna wait.
until you give us a try.
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2. |
Count The Daisies
03:08
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well months can pass,
when the weeks don't matter.
getting "better".
faces i don't know,
but i can't forget
hearts can shatter.
tell me you hate this song.
tell me what i did wrong.
tell me what i can't accept.
tell me.
tell me i'm out of key.
tell me i sing too deep.
tell me i don't sound like him.
i don't sound like him.
I DON'T SOUND LIKE HIM.
count the daisies
in my hand.
tell my mom & tell my dad
'i love them'.
well years have passed.
filled with regret
and getting older.
my childhood
left me too fast.
i'm always worried.
so tell me you want me back.
tell me let's just be friends.
tell me you miss the past.
tell me.
tell me i'm fucking mad.
tell me i'm way too sad.
tell me i'm stuck in my head.
i'm stuck in my head.
i'm stuck in my head.
STUCK IN MY HEAD.
count the daisies
in my hand.
tell my mom & tell my dad
'i love them'.
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3. |
Pocketknife
02:53
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leave the light on
so i can see your face
facing away from me.
hang the phone up
and you can get some sleep.
i know you wake early.
'if you lose your fucking mind,
maybe life would seem all right.'
she said to me.
she said to me.
flip the mattress
so i don't find out
you've been seeing him.
stay at your mom's place
then i'll get the hint.
you don't want that engagement ring.
if you carved your name into my heart
with your grandfather's pocketknife,
i'd apologize.
i'd apologize.
since you left, i feel alone.
tell me this time you're coming home.
i can't hold on, no.
no, no, no.
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Winter This Year Princeton, New Jersey
all songs written & recorded by nick pane.
somewhere in new jersey.
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