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Fastball Album


Little White Lies (04/14/2009)
04/14/2009
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Mono To Stereo
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We'll Always Have Paris
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Angelie
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White Noise
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When I was a boy, I could not stand the silence
I needed the noise, I was underage and overjoyed
Changin' my ways, but there's so many ways to change
I'm going up, I'm getting wise, I'm gettin' strange

All I was lookin' for was you
All I was lookin' for was you

I ran my ship into the ground
Chasin' some high and lonesome sound
From Venice Beach to Kathmandu
My money's gone, my time it flew
All I was lookin' for was you (All this time, All this time)

Some marry for love, some marry for money
Dollars and cents, through open arms and barb wire fence
Running away, from everything that looks like me
I heard a voice, I saw your face, it set me free

All I was lookin' for was you
All I was lookin' for was you

The endless highways I road down
The girls I kissed in every town
Midnight on Heartbreak Avenue
All twisted up on bitches' brew
All I was lookin' for was you

Running away, from everything that looks like me
I heard a voice, I saw your face, it set me free

All I was lookin' for was you
All I was lookin' for was you

The endless highways I road down
The girls I kissed in every town
Midnight on Heartbreak Avenue
All twisted up on bitches' brew
All I was lookin' for was you
All I was lookin' for was you (All this time)

I learned the words, I sang the song
Then I got lost in Babylon (All this time)
I ran my ship into the ground
Chasin' some high and lonesome sound
The lies I told to get me through
Nobody knows me like you do
All I was lookin' for was you

. . .


Strange town, shake down
Sink or swim
Old flames, stage names
Shed your skin

Always and never
We change like the weather

Long gone, house young
Memories
Closed doors, cold wars
You and me

Always and never
We change like the weather
When will you ever
make up your mind (come on) (x3)

Jaded, elated
Time of day
Time out, freak out
Games we play

Always and never
We change like the weather
When will you ever
make up your mind (come on)(x7)

. . .


I hear the ringing of the telephone
No one's home, none of you can reach me
I'm alone and I feel fine

There's nothing anyone can sell to me
Nothing new, none of you can teach me
But I'm sure that you will try

I'm tired of living in the modern world
With pretty boys and plastic girls
Broken hearts and vanity's the disease

I hear my music on the radio
What's that song, from long ago they're still playing
Is it saying anything to you

Pretty people in the magazines
Play the part of kings and queens
Hair and makeup can cover up the ugly truth

I'm tired of living in the modern world
With pretty boys and plastic girls
Broken hearts, vanity's the disease
It really doesn't mean a thing to me
It really doesn't mean a thing to me

I hear the ringing of the telephone
No one's home and none of you can reach me
I'm alone and I feel fine

I'm tired of living in the modern world
With pretty boys and plastic girls
Broken hearts, vanity's the disease
It really doesn't mean a thing to me
It really doesn't mean a thing to me
It really doesn't mean a thing to me

. . .


I saw you yesterday
I was not phased, I did not care
You turned and walked away
As if I was not there

I don’t know
You don’t know
We don’t know
Why

I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
Like I don’t miss you
I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
And I just walk around
With my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
With my eyes closed

I don't miss you all that much
Don't miss your kiss, don't miss your touch
I'm so happy to be free
I don't need you, you don't need me

You don't care
And I don't care
Please tell me why

I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
Like I don’t miss you
I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
And I just walk around
With my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
With my eyes closed
With my eyes closed

I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
Like I don’t miss you
I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
Like I don’t love you
I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
Like I don’t miss you you
I tell myself these little white lies, these little white lies
And I just walk around
With my eyes closed

. . .

Mono To Stereo

[No lyrics]

. . .


How did I get here
Lyin' in the sunshine
All I have is tears
Watch them as they fall
I'm wishing you were here
This was supposed to be a good time
This was supposed to be our year
Now there's nothing after all.

How did I get here
I guess it doesn't really matter
I try and pass the days
Without you on my mind
Without you next to me
This is feeling like a bad dream
I'm doin' it again
I thought about you one more time

I'm sending out a message via satellite
Where are you tonight my dear
We're all missing you right here
We're lighting you a candle in the dead of night
Where are you tonight my dear
We're all missing you

I'm sending out a message via satellite
Where are you tonight my dear
We're all missing you right
Lighting you a candle in the dead of night
Where are you tonight my dear
We're all missing you

How did I get here
Lyin' in the sunshine
All I have is tears
Watch them as they fall
How did I get here
I guess it doesn't really matter
Try and pass the day
Without you on my mind
Without you next to me
This is feeling like a bad dream
Now I'm doing it again
I thought about you one more time

. . .

We'll Always Have Paris

[No lyrics]

. . .

Angelie

[No lyrics]

. . .


I never told you the truth
Holding your hand at the end of the rainbow
Left you with nothing to lose
I can't cry anymore
I can't cry anymore

I used to be bulletproof
I used to wear my hat like a halo
There's too many holes in my roof
I can't cry anymore
I can't cry anymore

She's got the rain
She's got the rain
When she's not around
The sunshine brings me down

I used to be so aloof
Whirling around like an angry tornado
Faced with the burden of proof
I can't lie anymore
I can't lie anymore

She's got the rain
She's got the rain
And when she's not around
The sunshine brings me down

She sits alone in her room
She won't let me in and I worry about her
I hope that she's coming out soon
I can't cry anymore
I can't cry anymore

She's got the rain
She's got the rain
When she's not around
The sunshine (the sunshine)
The sunshine brings me down

. . .


One thing that I must have missed
When I first met you
Is that you only meant to love me
Until you found someone new
I guess I should have seen
That you had one foot out the door
Now I don't go down Rampart Street no more

Back in the beginning
You could look me in the eye
Do you really think
That I am just some stupid guy
Cause now you tell your story
As you stare down at the floor
Cause I don't go down Rampart Street no more

I don't wanna go back there
You won't put your hooks in me
I'm all alone tonight
But I'll be alright

You used to get excited
Every time I'd come around
You couldn't wait to sample
What I'd brought you from downtown
Up to your apartment
I'd be knocking on your door
I don't go down Rampart Street no more
No I don't go down Rampart Street no more.

. . .

White Noise

[No lyrics]

. . .


No one knows the way
(Which way the wind is gonna blow my mind)
Another day has slipped away
(And I have wasted so much time goes by)

I feel like I'm floating out in space
I no longer see your face
And your voice is breaking
Over my soul radio

You and I, we scream, we cry
(We just can't seem to see things eye to eye)
Who knows why we're here, we're gone
(I get so lost I cannot see the sky)

I feel like I'm floating out in space
I no longer see your face
And your voice is breaking
Over my soul radio
Now you're fading out of view
There's no me and there's no you
Only white noise static
Over my soul radio

And I feel like I'm floating out in space
I no longer see your face
And your voice is breaking
Over my soul radio
Now you're fading out of view
There's no me and there's no you
Only white noise static
Over my soul radio

. . .


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