1. |
Secretly Psycho
04:10
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You can smile all you want
But I really know what's up
You can hide in the corner
and give us all your charm
but I know, what it is
Passive demeanor
quiet but sweeter
you got us all fooled up
by your lovely pretty face
your cute dresses
but your head is a real mess
and when you least expect it
Snap Snap
you're a psychopath
Snap Snap Snap
you're a crazy act
Snap Snap
I'm afraid you'll kill me
You'll kill me in my sleep
Say you're sorry all you want
But it's really just a front
Just a front to pretend
to pretend that you're sane
But I know It's a game
Just a game
Wrapped in your fingers
the air is now clearer
ready for your next mess
But I can see through all this
and your head is in a twist
but I'm the one who is dismissed
and when you least expect it...
How is so much madness?
What am I supposed to do?
I really don't wanna deal with you
You are freakin' psycho
and you are too crazy to see
how
you are messing up with me
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2. |
Signs
02:58
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I can’t take it back
I threw us off our track
It won’t be hard to go
I’m better off alone
just let me pack
I’m used to good-byes
No, I won’t even cry
I knew this day would come
How could I be so dumb?
Why did I try?
I can’t be sorry all the time
I’ll the blame for what is mine
Guess we can say we saw the signs
Now what do we do?
I meant to think this through
It’s different from before
I used to be so sure about me and you
I can’t always apologize
I’ll take the blame for what is mine
Guess we can say we saw the signs
It could have been forever in your arms
We tried to stick together
but it broke our hearts
Well everyone grows apart
Now I’m on my own
and you’ve found someone to hold
There’s so much to regret
I don’t think about it
I made the choice to go
I can’t be sorry all the time
I’ll take the blame for what is mine
Guess we can say we saw the signs
Guess we can say we saw the signs
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3. |
Ice Cream
02:40
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Of all the flavors you’re my favorite
A perfect package stands in the fridge
I like your style, I like your groove, your perfect texture, you got the moves
Oh oh
But it turns out you’re not what I thought you were
You could have been my favorite Ice Cream, but you are a cone head
You’re curdled, you’re rotten, you’re spoiled, you’re sour
You open your mouth and you lose all the power
And I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
Only liked you for a minute
Of all the flavors you’re the one I hate
You are prick, you are the worst!
But it turns out you’re not what I thought you were
You could have been my favorite Ice Cream, but you are a cone head
You’re curdled, you’re rotten, you’re a spoiled, you’re sour
You open your mouth and you lose all the power
And I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
Only liked you for a minute
Yeah, I liked you for a minute
But it turns out you’re not what I thought you were
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4. |
Dirty Blues
03:09
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A little more walkin’
A little less talkin’
A little more huggin’
A little more squeezin’
my hand.
Oh you know what I mean
Please don’t tell me that this is only a dream yeah
A little more huggin’
A little more squeezin’
A little more screwin’…
with my head.
Oh no, please don’t do this to me
If you don’t want to be my gal, don’t do this to me
If you don’t want to be with me, please let me be
A little more hot
A little more cold
A little more flirt
A little more scold
Oh make up your damn mind woman, what’s it gonna be?
If you don’t want to be my gal, don’t do this to me
If you don’t want to be with me, please let me be
If you got somebody else on your mind…
well then please just stay away from me
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5. |
Troll
05:10
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Even though you were my love I don’t feel a thing
Only a few short months ago I would have been
desperate for you
dying for your blue
whisper in my ears
and now I don’t care if you live
Even though you are now layin in my arms
from the pain and the sorrow there’s no going back
from all the betray, my mind has conveyed
I don’t feel a thing and now I don’t care
I, I, I, I
I have become a Troll
I have become a Troll
I can no longer feel anymore
You have messed me up
and I’m a Troll
In the places, I see faces,
faces that remind me of places,
places in which we had been
and I try hard to perceive
Feelings that are long gone
What had happened, what went wrong?
How come I am so detached
to things that were all of life
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I have become a Troll
I have become a Troll
I can no longer feel anymore
I don’t want to be a Troll
It’s all your fault
It’s all your fault, ohh
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6. |
My Little Scheme
03:59
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Remember when I dropped my bag and it fell in to your lap
and everything got all mixed up but it gave us a good laugh?
We ran into each other the next week at a coffee shop
If it wasn’t for that we wouldn’t be together
our storee would have stopped
Everything about that was a lie
if I didn’t plan it out
you never would have tried
It may have seemed like a dream
but actually it was My Little Scheme
Actually it was My Little Scheme
It wasn’t long before I went out with somebody that wasn’t you
They never stood a chance but I just wanted you to make a move
I called you after to let you know just how bad it was
and the very next night when we made out our storee had begun
Everything about that was a lie
if I didn’t plan it out
you never would have tried
It may have seemed like a dream
but actually it was My Little Scheme
Actually it was My Little Scheme
Everything about that was a lie
if I didn’t plan it out
you never would have tried
It may have seemed like a dream
but actually it was My Little Scheme
Everything about that was a lie
if I didn’t plan it out
you never would have tried
It may have seemed like a dream
but actually it was My Little Scheme
And I was almost running out of steam
And I took the time to sew up all our seams
Actually it was My Little Scheme
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7. |
Imbecility
04:50
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Let me ask you again what you want from me (ohhh)
Phrase your answers like accusations
and blame it on anxiety (ahhh)
Let me reassure you that I am sorry (ohhh)
Hasn’t that small two syllable word become my identity?
Aren’t I living up to everything that’s planned (ohhh)?
Never making my own way cuz I have to cater to a man (ahhh)
The months have come and went and my patience is wearing thin
I will always be hated if I try to win
You don’t have to tell me I’m allowed to be mad (ohhh)
I know I have the right like you do when you’re sad (ahhh)
Yes, please tell me again that I’m making mistakes
but you tolerate me and you don’t need the break
I don’t need your help, like you need mine
You will fall apart, I will be fine
Where do I draw the line?
Buh dum, buh dum
Buh dum, buh dum
Buh dum, buh dum
Buh dum, buh dum
Let me ask you again what you want from me…
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8. |
La Sancha
05:01
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The only way I know how to get to your place is late at night (ohh)
Tell me you’re sad and baby I’ll fix everything and make it alright
See you once a week, the secret is killing me
Shhh
I don’t mind that you only call when you’re alone
I turn a blind eye when her name lights up your phone
I know his ma and dad and he knows mine
We don’t need pictures to prove that we had a good time
Yo soy yo soy un secreto
pasamos un buen tiempo
solo por un momento
lo que sea
estoy contenta
algun dia sere nada
pero hoy yo soy La Sancha
If one day she finds out about me
let’s keep the message clear (ahh)
I have no reason to dislike her or make her disappear (disappear)
You are the one who can’t stay true to the one (is she the one)
There’s nothing wrong with being the other woman
(Ending)
Pero hoy
Yo soy
La Sancha
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9. |
Undateable
03:46
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First date here it goes again
I can’t wait for this night to end (for this night to end, this night to end)
First date for the fourth time this month
you can bet I’ve seen it all
He looks nothing like his pictures online
I’m not sure if I’ve got the right guy, but will I ever?
First date of 2015, I could have sworn that he liked me
so I asked him out a 2nd time
Hey Bagel, what did he say?
Uh, well he said no
They all say no
you’re too undateable
actually horrible
that’s why you’re single
They all say no,
I’m too undateable
actually horrible
that’s why I’m single
Undateable, I’m undateable
Undateable, I’m undateable
Third date only in my dreams
they’ll stay for that long with me (for that long with me, for that long with me)
No date has ever gone right
in my mind I just wanted a good time
but we never make it that far
Aren’t I glad that I always take my car?
They all say no
you’re too undateable
actually horrible
that’s why you’re single
They all say no
I’m too undateable
actually horrible
that’s why I’m single
Someday I will find the right guy, but I should just try, to get a second date
Undateable, I’m undateable
Undateable.
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10. |
Not Dead Yet
04:28
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Take off those rose-colored glasses
Don’t be oblivious to the truth
I’ve got places to see, I’ve got things to say
I don’t care about tomorrow
Let’s talk about today
Get rid of all the weight you carry
Don’t get ahead of yourself
You’re so preoccupied
but I will be okay
I’ve got no time to waste
I’m gonna die someday
But I am not dead yet
I’m gonna die someday
But I am not dead yet
I’m not dead yet
Don’t tell me what I can or cannot do
you can put this (heart) to rest
I know it’s hard to see
but I will be okay
Life is not so bad, when you think of it this way
I’m gonna die someday
But I am not dead yet
I’m gonna die someday
But I am not dead yet
I’m not dead yet
Can’t stop, won’t stop me
Can’t stop, won’t stop me
I’m not dead yet
I’m gonna keep on living
Let’s talk about today
Take off those rose-colored glasses
I’m not dead yet
Let’s talk about today
Take off those rose-colored glasses
I’m not dead yet
I’m gonna die some day
But I am not dead yet (I’m not dead yet)
I’m gonna die some day
But I am not dead yet (I’m not dead yet)
(Can’t stop, won’t stop me)
I’m gonna die some day
But I am not dead yet (I’m not dead yet)
(Can’t stop, won’t stop me)
I’m gonna die some day
But I am not dead yet (I’m not dead yet)
I’m gonna die some day
But I am not dead yet
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11. |
Don't Hold My Hand
03:35
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Just get out
Gotta get out
of this mess
You are in the nest
Reaching out for who knows what
you've got some nerve
It's all going downhill
You're so sweaty, but you are chill
You gotta keep your distance
it's just the first time
keep your , keep your
And in the world
All that you can touch
you can hold the door open for me
you can reach out your hands to hold
everything and anything you want
what you want
except, don't hold
don't you hold my hand
Don't hold my hand
Trying to
trying to let go
Of the Skin
You are shaking the bones out of yourself
and I can see this ship is going to sink
if its not already sunk
It's all going downhill
You're so sweaty, but you are chill
You gotta keep your distance
it's just the first time
keep your , keep your
And in the world
All that you can touch
you can hold the door open for me
you can reach out your hands to hold
everything and anything you want
what you want
except, don't hold
don't you hold my hand
Don't hold my hand
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12. |
Buh-Bye (Bonus Track)
02:47
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Ring, ring the phone is yelling
Won’t answer my phone no, no
Bom, bom my heart is beating when I hear your ring tone
And it’s not okay
to use me this way, no
That’s why it’s about time that
I made up my mind
and I said Buh Bye
Ding, ding the doorbell is screaming
It’s him at my front porch
Bom bom the floor is shaking
You’re pounding on my door
And it’s not okay
to come around my way, like that
That’s this time
You're out of my life
Yeah I just said Buh Bye
Ohh
But it’s not okay
To use me this way, no
That’s why this time
I made up my mind
Yeah, I just said Buh Bye
Buh Buh Bye
Buh Buh Buh Buh Buh Buh Bye
Ohh bye
Ring, ring the doorbell’s yelling
Won’t answer my phone no, no
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