You drove me down the freeway
We drove around for four days
I heard the sound of a freight train
I covered my ears and sang
You came around in three days
You lost and found your suitcase
I made it down to the door way
To cover your eyes and sing
Whoa....
Every love I thought was real has turned into a battlefield
There's no such thing as being healed we're both left bleeding
You shoved me down the staircase
On the rebound I slapped your face
You stared me down while I stood in place
I covered my eyes and sang
Whoa...
You circled round my personal space
I looked around for a quick escape
We heard the sound of the end of the race
We covered our ears and ran singing singing ahh..
Every love I thought was real has turned into a battlefield
There's no such thing as being healed we're both left bleeding
And it's just the same old game
Love turns into war again
And as usual I realized too late
That I had already been tied to the stake
And I'm swearing I'll never love anyone
I'm cursing the day I let you in
I'm skeptical of any good in man
And I'm running away, I'm running away, I'm running away....
credits
from SO GOOD,
released June 10, 2016
Mary Niewola - Music, lyrics, vocals, trumpet, Wurlitzer
Chris Renne - Backing vocals, keyboards, pocket piano, vocoder, drums
banjo, trombone, clarinet, producer, engineer, mixer
Jake Nowak - acoustic guitar
Josh Lozada - Bass
John Blake - Saxophone
New York duo showcase an enigmatic blend of math rock guitars, pop-punk sing-a-longs, emo confessionals, and even rave-ready synths. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 15, 2023