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The Woman Who Loves You
04:04
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Jesus rode beside us but I’m on my own
Speedways, time zones darling you kept me hanging on
He set himself on fire
Tried to freeze me out
A self made pariah
It was all I could to shout
I’m the woman who loves you
And my heart can not be still
It’s too real, take the hit
Your love, baby give it up
Don’t give it up
Mood rings, pendulums hang while your mood swings
White heat, I lay slain and fall at your feet
Gentle caresses, as the devil possesses me
I taste blood I’m howling
I writhe and shake and scream
I’m the woman who loves you
And my heart can not be still
It’s too real, take the hit
Your love, baby give it up
Don’t give it up
I can’t think straight
Everyone changes their mind
Everyone’s changing
I can’t concentrate
I can’t leave the past behind
See you next time around
Oncoming headlights, I’m free
Heavy morning after me
I’ll get good again
Oncoming headlights, I’m free
Heavy morning after me
I’ll get good again
Oncoming headlights, I’m free
Heavy morning after me
I’ll get good again
Oncoming headlights, I’m free
Heavy morning after me
I got good again
I’m the woman who loves you
And my heart can not be still
It’s too real, take the hit
Your love, baby give it up
Don’t give it up
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2. |
Griffith Park
03:18
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Walking through Griffith Park
Even the statues can’t meet my gaze today
I woke up alone for the first time
There’s no danger in my way
Took a chemical trip
I can’t feel my limbs are running out
And the particle split
As you slipped away
So maybe don’t call
Baby don’t call yet
I flew home on a red eyed flight
Wandered down Shakespeare
Past your old place
Down here things never really change
I remembered it all but I forgot my name
I lost control myself
Melting away from the inside out
So baby don’t call
Maybe don’t call yet
All my memories
Are played out in three part harmonies
But I can’t go back
I lost control of myself
Melting away from the inside out
But I keep looking back for you
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3. |
Cruel
03:54
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American Spirit on your lips
Every day you drift away from my grip
My other half for my whole life
Kiss my back twist the knife
And it’s cruel
Cruel
When did you get so cruel?
I don’t know how to get around
Cross the river somehow
I’m back on your side of town
And it’s like Stockholm syndrome
I can’t let you go now
Can’t let you go now
But you got cruel
Cruel
When did you get so cruel?
Cruel , cruel, cruel
When did you get so cruel?
Shock last night outside of my bed
Drive a railroad spike through my head
And my hands they shake my sheets are soaked through
And my body’s aching for you
And it’s cruel
Cruel
Why did you get so cruel?
Cruel, cruel
Honey why did you get so cruel
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4. |
Backbone
04:36
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Took me like a strangle hold
And with each drip
Monkey grip, we were so close
Radio playing low
What the world needs now is love sweet love
Why’d you have to let me down?
Crouching in the parking lot
Like some teenage ghost
I love you, but I hate myself the most
Honey you’re the backbone of my night
And I’ve been killing myself just to keep it alive
Why’d you have to go?
Bet he’ll be in some twenty four hour shithole by now
Somewhere in the Pacific Northwest
I let it all out, I got it off my chest
Honey you’re the backbone of my night
And I’ve been killing myself just to keep it alive
And it's pulling me apart
Trying to keep us together
Glad you’re feeling so good
I’m glad you’re feeling much better
And it's pulling me apart
Trying to keep us together
Glad you’re feeling so good now
Honey you’re the backbone of my night
And I’ve been killing myself just to keep it alive
Honey you’re the backbone of my night
And I’ve been wasting my time, just wasting my time, just wasting my time,
Wasting my time
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5. |
Siamese Twins
06:02
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Hold the viper in your hand
I hear music on the street
It’s getting harder
Good and evil
Voodoo gardens
I feel so alone here
Blue rings of smoke rise up
Heard you’ve been out
Running around
Running your mouth
You sold your soul
Slither back into your hole
Maybe in another lifetime
You’d scratch out my eyes so I don’t have to see
The happiness run from your face
Even your smiles out of place
But you always get your way
Sleeping like the dead
Without thought or feeling
Holy icons above your bed
And the candles fire
Throws a circle of celestial light
On to the ceiling
You sold us out
And every time I see her silhouette
I just want to shout
So I dug a grave for you
And one more for me to
So baby in our next lifetime
Won’t you stay my kin
Not ripped apart like Siamese twins
The happiness ran from your face
Now even your smiles out of place
But you always get your way
In our next lifetime
In our next lifetime
In our next lifetime
Breathe into my mouth
And I’d come running
I came to possess you
Caress your face and go
This is not my home anymore
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6. |
Make It Out
03:43
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People never change I say
Everybody just stays the same
If you wanna live like a Manson girl
I won’t stand in your way
I know it could be
So much better this time around
I wake up empty
I can’t seem to shake it
I know you’re thinking
Am I ever going to live this down
Arrows fly in
And I don’t wanna make it out
When we get together
Slow motion release
Yet I feel like Persephone
Honey every time I leave
I know it could be
So much better this time around
I wake up empty
I can’t seem to shake it
I know you’re thinking
Am I ever going to live this down
Arrows fly in
And I don’t wanna make it out
Lightning strikes the TV’s on
Naked in a hotel room
And coming down
Whiplash like a serpent's tongue
And I feel you on my skin
I can feel you on my skin
Don’t get enough don’t fall in love
Don’t get enough don’t give it up
Don’t get enough don’t fall in love
Don’t get enough don’t give in
I know it could be
So much better this time around
I wake up empty
I can’t seem to shake it
I know you’re thinking
Am I ever going to live this down
Arrows fly in
And I don’t wanna make it out
Arrows fly in
And I don’t wanna make it out
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7. |
Running
04:58
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There was nothing I wouldn’t do
Just to get out of the suburbs
Tear drop tattoos
Bleached my hair
Felt my heart
Crack like a snare
I remember you
By the swimming pool
In electric blue
And on the concrete floor
I sat and wept
Outside the troubadour
So take me down my lover
Don’t break my down
Rapture euphoria
I want it all
And you shake like a poltergeist
As you strike my face
With the back of your hand
Saint Valentine's day
I wore white lace
I’m never coming back
I remember her
Driving across the night
Through Douglas furs
Under a desert moon
I wanted to die
To be reborn
So take me down my lover
Don’t break my down
Rapture euphoria
I want it all
And it keeps you running
And it keeps you caving in
And it keeps you running
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8. |
Shakey Hands
06:05
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Where did I go wrong?
I tried to read your palm
Stretching out an octave long
Him like a psalm
Before the love line stopped
I couldn’t catch my breath
To die a measured violent death
You and I, we hit a wall of sound
But how do you use your hands when I’m not around
Come on home
Won’t you come back home
You say it’s out of your hands
Well I’m calling you to understand
Why mine are still shaking
Crushed velvet on the floor
He’s mixing up the medicine
Misty eyed I know the score
Deep red iris and I’m all choked out
But you’re so cool baby
I’m gonna lie right down slow
And settle in an ephemeral glow
And to be lost and found
But how will you use your hands when I’m not around
Come on home
Won’t you come back home
You say it’s out of your hands
Well I’m calling you to understand
Why I’m still shaking
I guess you’re out of my hands now
I’m crawling back to understand
Why I’m still shaking
Never moving forwards I’m only looking backwards
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9. |
Lit Up
03:28
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You’ll be here someday
Bored in Arizona
Laughing too loud
Don’t leave me now Wynona
Let’s get out of the city
I think they’re on to us
Let’s get lit up
Let’s get lit up
Swaying in my arms
You and I
Nothing’s going to cause you harm
Waiting for the sun to die
The lights are lit up
Sunglasses after dark
To swallow him whole later
Reaching out to you
Is like clutching on to vapour
I dream I’m tearing off your clothes
His face lit up
His face lit up
I let you break me
But you let her bend you
Hanging around
Waiting for time
To condemn you
Dying on the vine
Nothing’s going to cause you harm
This time
Swaying in my arms
You and I
Waiting for the sun to die
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10. |
Closing In
04:40
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She drives right past
She’s moving fast I move too slow
But it's hard for me to move on don’t you know
Oh biblical messenger you’re the vessel for my love
Are you a man to close your heart on command?
I got shaky hands and a bloody nose
But don’t stop smiling strike a pose
We made a deal with the devil
I made a deal with the devil now I’ve got him on my side
And the night’s closing in around you
Let a million stars surround you
I was lost before I found you but I’m running out of time
So the fever spread and the flames roared higher
As one bright light struck to split the sky into a raging fire
And the night’s closing in around you
Let a million stars surround you
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Ruby Jones Melbourne, Australia
Rapture, rebirth and kaleidoscopic desert dreamscapes etched across the undersides of her eyelids: Ruby Jones is ready and willing to take communion with the ghosts of her past.
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