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Ain't No Use
03:42
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Ain’t No Use
There’s no use cryin’ ‘bout the things you lost
No use crying ‘bout the ones you tossed
Turn your head back now from where you came
Don’t let the tame ones wear out your name
Lay your head down on my knee
Look me straight in the eye
Tell you one thing that I’ll never be -
It’s good at saying goodbye
I felt shame for the things that I wanted
I felt maimed by the terrible drought
I caught you wishing on an old, dead star
Lying down in the back of your car
I marked you down as a lightweight
You knocked me out the first round
Still haven’t learned one single thing
About how to keep you around
I know and I know and I know and I know
You’ll come back to me
All terrible twos and a bruise on your face
Like I never seen
I know and I know and I know and I know
you’ll come back to me
I’ll be the one leaving here
But maybe not yet
I marked you down as a lightweight
You knocked me out the first round
Still haven’t learned one single thing
About how to keep you around
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2. |
Don't Turn Me On
03:12
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You picked me up
We ran around
Your momma’s car
Your daddy’s town
Hey sugar pill
Hey honey bee
You got it all
You don’t need me
Tell me I’m second best
Waiting on someone else
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
You stand too close
You touch my arm
You hold my eye
A little long
You call me up
I say what’s up
Same thing now
You don’t want much
Tell me I’m second best
Waiting on someone else
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
Tell me I’m second best
Waiting on someone else
Write it down then I tear it on up
Walk around with this dusty old heart
I should make the decision for you
But I don’t have the self control that I used to
I want you so bad but I don’t
I want you so bad but I don’t
I want you so bad but I don’t
I want you so bad but I don’t
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
Don’t turn me on
Don’t drag it out
While you’re waiting around for someone else
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Medic
04:34
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Stole all the laces
To your favorite shoes
Just to keep you here
But maybe I cut you loose
Out in the backyard
Lying in the grass
Your bare feet in the sun
And your body a mess
Send you a medic
Send you a priest
Call your momma, Baby
To get what you need
Open a bottle
Open one more
I spent too long counting on you
To let you go
It’s not like you’re hiding
You take in too much
You feed off everything
Everyone you ever touched
All of us monsters
With our dusty old hearts
We’ll eat you up
And we can and we did
Now you’re gone
Send you a medic
Send you a priest
Call your momma, Baby
To get what you need
Open a bottle
Open one more
I spent too long counting on you
To let you go
It’s a terrible thing
What we’re doing is never enough
All the dogs and the cats
And the people we meet and our stuff
But the guns and the dudes
And the news and the people
All suck
They all feed off you
Till you tell them
Enough’s enough
Send you a medic
Send you a priest
Call your momma, baby
To get what you need
You got a wounded heart
You got a wounded heart
You got a wounded heart
Don’t you.
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4. |
God's Punishing Hands
03:23
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Cold call
Sugar Pill
Formula, Equation
Fast times
Slow life
All of you comedians
Cold cocked
Medicine
Halfway indigent
I don’t want to go back to being what you wanted
Hail Mary
Full moon
Decorated bedroom
Big boss
Reckoning
Makeshift happening
Outdoor
Jelly bean
Backpack and cinnamon
I don’t want to go back to being what you wanted
Terrible ways that we land
Oh my God has punishing hads
Terrible games that we play
Oh my God has punishing hands
Oh my God has punishing hands
First day
Saturday
Never had a secret
Go on
Big guy
Tell me hope to keep it
Lipstick
So sick
I don’t want a replay
I don’t want to go back to being what you wanted
Terrible ways that we land
Oh my God has punishing hads
Terrible games that we play
Oh my God has punishing hands
Oh my God has punishing hands
Waited all day to show you I’m fine
Then I caved into some deep shade of blue
Waited all night to show you I’m fine
Then I faded into some shade of blue
And I faded into some shade of blue
And I caved into some shade of blue
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Porlolo Denver, Colorado
Porlolo is a true labor of love, with good friends finding peace and party times through musical connection. Formed in Denver in 2002 by the eccentric and prolific Erin Roberts, Porlolo has been a highly collaborative project. Roberts—a self-defined sister, swimmer and stunt artist—is a powerful songwriting force, cranking out grungy, sometimes twangy, often pure pop hits. ... more
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