Look what you started,
I seem to be coming out of my skin.
Look what you've forgotten here.
The bandages just don't keep me in.
And when it was over, I woke up alone.
And when it was over, I woke up alone.
And they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive.
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm.
I called for my father but my father had died.
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang.
Look at the damage,
The fortunes came for the richer men.
While we're left with gallows,
Waiting for us liars to come down and hang.
And when it was over, I woke up alone.
And when it was over, I woke up alone.
And they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive.
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm.
I called for my father but my father had died.
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang.
And here's where we died that time last year,
And here's where the angels and devils meet.
And you can dance with the queen if you need,
And she will always keep your cards close to her heart.
Before they tear you apart.
And they cut me to ribbons and taught me to drive.
I got your name tattooed inside of my arm.
I called for my father but my father had died.
We called for our fathers but our fathers had died.
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang.
While you told me fortunes, in American Slang.
Sincerely sweet indie pop in the late 90s-era Belle & Sebastian mold, trending more towards chamber pop than shambling rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2024
Just like the title says, this charming pop confection from the New Jersey three-piece skips from jangly high to high on their new EP. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 7, 2023
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Will somehow managed to make it sound like the band was playing in an empty bar. Maybe that's what they were going for? (I wouldn't be surprised) luna_m