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• Artiste: The Smith Street Band
• Titre: Song For You
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Rejection's a constant bitterness comes with age once or twice a lifetime you get days like today And I hope no pissed on this milk crate, I hope no pissed on this milk crate Where there's no tidying up and nothing falls and no one breaks you can't say i'm disgusting if you don't mean it that way And I hope no one comes down this laneway, I hope no one comes down this laneway I woke up before the sun in the arms of a tough girl heard me speaking lately you've heard me speaking about her Last night I said, "I love you" without a hint of fear Last night I said, "I love you" nothing exploded no one disappeared And the realisation shatters through me that I'm the villain in this movie But I've got no script and no direction I just want you to let me love you I just want you to let me love you I just wanted you to let me Dialogue is diluted by strangers and thin walls Little murmur runs through the audience the first time he calls but you hang up and a sinking feeling falls amongst the crowd Someone whispers to their wife, "my god, what's she doing now?" "My future never really mattered much at all."I mutter to you down a telephone lying on the bathroom floor And last night I said, "I love you" without fear Last night I said, "I love you" and I disappeared And the realisation shatters through me that I'm the villain in this movie But I've got no script and no direction I just want you to let me love you I just want you to let me love you I just wanted you to let me All I think I'd need to cast off insecurities is for you to write something for me like I write for you incessantly, but I don't live in your mind the way that you do in mine and my feet stick to the floor of the shower, but we get evicted in three quarters of an hour and you rub paw-paw on a new tattoo and say, "One day there'll be a song about you." One day there'll be a song a for you, one day there'll be a song about you, one day there'll be a song a for you, one day there'll be a song about you And I know that you hated me that time, but I've made up for that now haven't I? Soaked in spotlights spitting vitriol without the corresponding kind One day there'll be a song a for you, one day there'll be a song about you, one day there'll be a song a for you one day there'll be a song about you One day there'll be a song a for you, one day there'll be a song about you, one day there'll be a song a for you one day there'll be a song about you One day there'll be a song a for you, one day there'll be a song about you, one day there'll be a song a for you one day there'll be a song about you