i said i'm bored to death
fresh out of confidence
and then you're knocking on my bedroom door
and i don't ask what for
and now i can't relax
cause i don't see you much
think of nothing to say
broken today
but when i see you standing there with your hands in your pockets, yeah
i wonder why you don't mind
there's always someone to stop us
i've been waiting on you to let the quiet things kill you
like they killed me too
i said i feel too much
and forgot how to trust
wish i was lying on your bedroom floor
but what for
cause when you see me thinking there about the holes in my pockets, yeah
you'll wonder why i don't mind that there's no one to love us
i've been waiting on you to let the coward out in you
she can see us through
Dark and seething post-punk from Cincinnati that's appealingly janky enough to make a tired genre feel fresh and urgent. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 31, 2023