Thea Gilmore Album

Would you look at this place
There's a sign on the wall
We are all suddenly free
We don't pull any punches at all
Imagination runs riot
There's a choice of three doors
Tell me what's a pretty girl to do
In a land of metaphors?

You can take me home
You can take it on through
You can lay me in your bed
Tell me to say stop when I want you to
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Call me sugar

Little baby innocence
With a couple of silent scars
I've got a head with too much sense
And a mouth full of nervous laughs
Well you might get off easy
But I don't dance to your tune
You might think you're putting pressure on me but honey
This is a vacuum

You can take me home
You can take it on through
You can lay me in your bed
Tell me to say stop when I want you to
But don't you dare
Don't you dare
Don't you dare
Call me sugar

Well you can shut up now, I'm talking
I am so sick of your one-liner conversation
They say learn to walk before you can run
Maybe you should learn to talk before you injure someone

You can take me home
You can take it on through
You can lay me in your bed
Tell me to say stop when I want you to
But don't you dare
Don't you dare
But don't you dare, don't you dare
Call me sugar

Well you might get off easy
But I don't dance to your tune
You might think you're putting pressure on me but honey
This is a vacuum

Can you see me in the halo of this street lamp baby?
Talk is cheap and I can just about afford this sentence
What can I do? Maybe I could deal in actions, yeah
I could sell you this finger, maybe you would get the message

Get out, get out

Is this about blame? Is this about corruption, baby?
Is this about hypocrisy? ‘Cause I'm pretty good at that
I seem to have this knack of using silence as a shotgun
‘Til you reach between your legs and draw a weapon of your own

Saying, get out, get out

These days, you guys, you really owe me one
And I'm just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on.

This is my plan and this is my idea
If we turn the world around at least we'll have something new to look at and
No-one told me that you always won a bet you will just
Keep playing those straights
You seem to play them slightly crooked

I say get out, get out

These days, you guys, you really owe me one
I'm just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on.

Well, my mouth is so full from all the shit you're making me swallow
And I'll bet you my first time I can still scream when I want to
And the king of the mice is living it up with the rat clan
Its got something to do with love or passion or something

Get out, get out
Get out, get out

Sex is the open sesame
To a rich mans eyes
And I am not prepared
To be patronised
To compromise, to sanitise
My ugly tongue cold eyes

And babe you know you'd better watch those incriminations
Watch what those fingers do
‘Cause life has a funny way
Of pointing those fingers
Back at you

And she can be a hole in the mattress
Of a back alley bedroom
Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with
People, people like you
People like you

And sweetheart I think you should let me hold your grudge for you
I'm a little better qualified and a lot more willing too
And she just sits there looking vacant like they always do
Well you never know anyone, anyway
I never even knew myself, myself until today
Now my life's a newspaper with some pages blown away

And she can be a hole in the mattress
Of a back alley bedroom
Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with
People, people like you
People like you

What does this
What does this
What does this smile
What does this
What does this
What does this smile
What does this
What does this
What does this smile do for you?
Does it do it for you?

She can be a hole in the mattress
Of a back alley bedroom
Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with
People, people like you
People like you
Will do people like you
Like they're not supposed to

Know so many people like you

Are you receiving me? I'll give you
Something to write home about
Put the colour back in your cheeks and take the
"milk of" out
Call it what you will, I'll call it
Pontiac to home girl
Born to the losing side, over and out

And you have no faults and I had no mouth
So we'll sit in silence and figure that out
And I will have lost all heart and all soul
You have, you have, you have, you have, you have
Control

I failed to issue the mayday
You still broke the spell that bound me
There's a man on my chest seems to have a
False sense of right
Call me a fool, I'll call it
Pontiac to home girl
Never meant to win the war
Over and out

And you have no faults and I had no mouth
So we'll sit in silence and figure that out
And I will have lost all heart and all soul
You have, you have, you have, you have, you have
Control
Control

Born again, torn again
Lead a revolution
Once in a lifetime the hope remains
Blood rushes out through my eyes
Through my eyes

And you have no faults and I had no mouth
So we'll sit in silence and figure that out
And I will have lost all heart and all soul
You have, you have, you have, you have, you have
Control

And he had no mind and I had no mouth
So I'll lie in silence and figure that out
And I will have lost all heart and all soul
He has, he has, he has, he has, he has
Control
Control
Control

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know what it was that was making me
Curl up in the corner and be secondary to you

I can see
I can see
I can see that these lies are a soul disease
And your emotional coffin is warping at the seams

And hey Mr. not so clever now
What have you created?
Just look into this face and
Tell me you hate it
You hate it

Break the wall
Break my face
Break the double personality
The dual control I used to see in me

And it all
Yes it all
Yeah it all came down to geometry
All the points and lines that made up you and me

And hey Mr. not so clever now
What have you created?
Just look into this face and
Tell me you hate it
And hey Mr. not so clever now
What have you created?
Just look into this face and
Tell me you hate it
Tell me you hate it

Well, overruled
Overtime
Over everything else this belief in self
Is shaking you when your ego hits the floor

Can you see?
Can you breathe?
Can you walk towards that open door?
‘Cause all I've ever crossed my fingers for is here

Hey Mr. not so clever now
What have you created?
Just look into this face and
Tell me you hate it
Hey Mr. not so clever now
What are you afraid of?
Just look into these eyes and
Tell me you hate them
Tell me you hate them
Tell me, tell me, tell me

And you are not that clever now

The night is growing old veined with threads of early dawn
So deal the deck, c'mon red, c'mon my friend
The colour of fire
The colour of fury

And we will bear this together
We will wear this together
We will bear this together
Together

I'm digging up my gold
No fortune, no fate and no religion
I'll stick to my story instead of the saints
‘Cause where were they when I was torn?

And we will bear this together
We will wear this together
We will bear this together
We will wear this together
Together
Together
Together

This city is dying of slogans
Dripping neon
A murdered town
Oh, that, that's how I am
Oh, that's how I am

And we will bear this together
We will wear this together
We will bear this together
We will wear this together
Together
Together
Together
Together
Together
Together

My voice has been boxed on a shelf by the door
And my hands may be cold but my wry smile's still warm
And she can't believe that I'm not gonna fight
Guess I'm just too busy doing battle from the inside

And I feel you, well I'll see you ‘round
And you fucked your way in, you can fuck your way out

Well, a terminal inversion seems to apply
Seems if we're wanting to be powerful we've gotta learn to play the guy
But she beats her chest and proclaims that life's unfair
And she's to pissed to be angry and I'm much too cool to care

And I feel you, well I'll see you ‘round
And you fucked your way in, you can fuck your way out
Just because I bleed seems to make me family
And I don't wanna be your militia sister

My popular opinion has just vanished without a trace
Seems if I'm not living on the edge then I'm taking up too much space
And you can point your fingers and call me a bitch
Yeah, I guess its good to be alternative
Guess I kind of enjoy it

And I feel you, well I'll see you ‘round
And you fucked your way in, you can fuck your way out
And, no baby, you're not even warm

I can see her head in hands
I can taste the salt that's waiting there behind her eyes
I can feel the tears that echo in these walls
Cos she's throwing in the fantasy again

No-one told her love could be so cruel
With each word another bullet another wound
I see no more move made to resuscitate the love
Cos we're throwing in the fantasy again

And they drew the line that was crossed so many times and
She wonders why it will be her who pays the price

I believe there is no smile
That can ever lose the weight of her heart
But I can see you'll be OK now
Now you're throwing in the fantasy again

And they drew the line that was crossed so many times and
She wonders why it will be her who pays the price
Cos she's throwing in the fantasy again

Perfectly ugly, I'm standing up here in front of you
Like a living work of art
And I can do cute with a bite or angry with a personable side
But they're my only parts
And this town crossed its legs a long time ago baby
When it got sick of trying
And the violent soprano of an ambulance siren screams round the block
Like the whole world is dying

And oh, oh I have to give everything a name
And oh no I can smell gas in here again
And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say “well you know, sweetheart, you live on bad ideas”

She managed them both like some dizzy soap opera queen on the TV
And I manoeuvred my way round the rocks smuggling scorn into my words
And she didn't even see me
I love it when you float off like some great feather in the breeze
Now the only trouble is I'm left sitting here panting for more
Like a bitch on heat, now

And oo, oh I have to give everything a name
And oh no, I can smell gas in here again
And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say “well you know, asshole, you live on bad ideas”

Skin tight and forthright
I can pick this fight alone
Hold on we can take it on 'cause even
Words can cut to bone

Skin tight and forthright
I can pick this fight alone
Hold on we can take it on 'cause even
Words

Oh, oh I have to give everything a name
And oh no, I can smell gas in here again
And you say what an explosive little sugar I am
And I say “well you know, asshole, you live on bad ideas”

Across the room
This crowded, lonely room
I see you standing bright, you're on fire
Across the sky
This busy city sky
There's one star alight
It's you

My God, I'm sorry, I'm falling into the blue, yeah
My God, I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down too

Across your eyes
Your blue cut crystal eyes
I see my reflection tied like the daylight
And into the night
This cold, unforgiving night
You stare out, the blue is you

My God, I'm sorry, I'm falling into the blue, yeah
My God, I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down too
Down too

Higher, higher you take me up, yeah
Higher and higher

My God, I'm sorry, I'm falling into the blue, yeah
My God, I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down too
Down too
Down too

The girls on the sidelines, they're all wearing pink
And they'll sharpen their claws and they'll head for the rink
With one lesson learnt application
We don't need knives we got classified information

Well you scanned the horizon, you looked at my face
You said all the king's hearses were gathering pace
And you wondered what was the use
But you'd be my worst reason if I'd be your best excuse

So I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
For one last time

Take it or leave it; I'll take it, I found it
You say that you're leaving; it's supposed to be allowed
This one small indignity
You called it a landslide that's taking the form of me

So I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
For one last fight

Your carriage awaits on the wrong side of town
I know what you want, I can't see a way round
This dementia waltz we're all two-stepping in

So I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
I'm saving it up now
For one last dance
For one last dance