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Bad Behaviour
02:04
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You can't carry my sadness like a souvenir
It aint something for you to have, to hold, or try to wear
Do you remember how it felt to lie in my arms
All I remember are the old tattoos and the one birth mark
My memory fades like the scars
We came so close just to fall so hard
Landing near but we still managed to miss the mark
Do you remember the first time that I cried
All I remember was coming down from those lonesome nights
My memory fades with the time
It just fades with the time
You were kind to a fault it became an art
Every time you tried to get the words out, it was another false start
While you were falling over another stranger
I found myself thinking about you at the height of my bad behaviour
And I wonder
Did you know I really thought I'd love you forever
And I wonder
Did you ever stop to consider
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2. |
Forgotten Lips
02:10
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What's a one night stand in a place like this
I wasn't looking for nobody just replacements, forgotten lips
Calls coming through on my phone from people I've never known
What on earths going wrong what have I done now
And it happened to me last night,
Yeah it happened to me last night
To me last night
Yeah it happened to me last night
No matter how hard you try you wont forget that kiss
You'll forever taste those lips
And maybe one day it hits at 3 in the morning
Coughing and screaming, but I never sleep through anyway
And it happened to me last night,
Yeah it happened to me last night
To me last night
Yeah it happened to me last night
And I can't have forgotten their names
Coz I never knew them in the first place
And hours went missing
Half a night just disappeared
I spent my last 50 quid on jager shots with strangers
Heard about these nights
Never thought I'd be a victim to them
And it happened to me last night,
Yeah it happened to me last night
To me last night
Yeah it happened to me last night
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3. |
Bookends
02:59
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He said she can't be the father of your children
I said fine, she'll be my partner in crime just like in your secret pulp collection
Yeah that's alright
How you get yourselves off most nights
Yeah that's just fine
Aint it funny how they get it just right
Like it's played out through your eyes
Made with you in mind
In the falling out
You can fall back in
Can't you see, this don't affect the life you lead
Me and my friends, just coz we don't fit in the space between your binary bookends
That's alright
Yeah we didn't choose this life
But that's just fine
You can get on with yours without taking down mine
In the falling out
You can fall back in
In the falling out
You can fall back in
In the falling out
You can fall back in
With all of my old friends
The distant memories
The ones I never have to see again
All of my old friends
All of my old friends
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Well it was somewhat unsatisfactory to see a shooting star
From the passenger seat
On the motorway
In your ex boyfriends car
Well it became pretty clear
All too soon
The poor sucker didn't have a clue
About the kind of things, you and I had been up to
Well she works in a bar in town sometimes I run into her
Jaws clenched, fists tight I watch him try to watch his words
But you needed a
Gunslinger, straight shooter
Fast drawing, always on to a winner
You got
Beer kisses, catstrophic misses
Cross your heart and hope to die
Coz you know that you'd miss this maybe
I'm a blessing just disguised as a curse
Wont promise you my best no no
Coz I'm real damn good
At giving my worst
Alice said if it begins in chaos, it will end in chaos too
All the more I've seen, the less I seem to know
But that much still rings true
So I'll just keep running round
Wearing my knuckles down
Grind my feet in the dirt
We'll pretend like this doesn't just end in hurt
Well the bar where she used to work is all closed down
And the flat where we first met is all but empty now
But you needed a
Gunslinger, straight shooter
Fast drawing, always on to a winner
You got
Beer kisses, catstrophic misses
Cross your heart and hope to die
Coz you know that you'd miss this maybe
I'm a blessing just disguised as a curse
Wont promise you my best no no
Coz I'm real damn good
At giving my worst
It's your dimples when you smile
The way the light hits your eyes
And I could barely take a breath
Which took me by surprise
And I was hoping you would stay
Even if it's the night
Then you can let me go
Out of sight
Still in your mind
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5. |
Polaroid
02:23
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You told me that you found god
I paid as much attention to you
As I did a Gideon's Bible
On a bedside drawer in a roadside motel room
Somewhere, I don't know, in the south
Negotiate the awkward silence
I can't quite believe we broke like this
I guess
Everything has gotta end
And I aint one for forever but, even then
We were 19 just had a mutual friend
Tell me what did you do with the pictures
You had on your wall
Did you burn them unceremonious
Whilst I found another hand to hold
I can't quite remember the summer
No destination for this ship that wrecked
It wasn't your talk of the future
More the company I kept
But I swore of the late nights with them
I guess I didn't need your help in the end
I couldn't tell you what I did with the pictures
I had on my wall
Didn't burn them, I couldn't rip them up
Left your clothes in a bag down the hall
Left your clothes in a bag down the hall
I couldn't tell you what I did with the pictures
I had on my wall
Didn't burn them, I couldn't rip them up
Left your clothes in a bag down the hall
I didn't quite realise the trouble I was in
I don't expect you to know
But it's a waste of time filling in the puzzle pieces
When we lost a square years ago
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You really wanna be with this bag of bones?
The remains of a train wreck
Disappearing up a nose
The remains of my cremation
Are just another powder for someone to snort
And I'll get in your blood stream, like I did with all the rest
Walk away from me baby, this aint some kind of test
Backwards as I may be, I aint quite f*d just yet
And the only things that I'm interested in
Are the things that might kill me
I'll add you to the list so long as you come visit me in my grave
Baby please don't walk away, I am begging you to stay
So that I can be the first to leave
I'm not sure how but darling you have broken me
Well it's nigh on impossible to make a change
When it's clear that we don't feel the same way
We can't work this out if even we are against us
And the older I get the less interesting
Can't escape from that ever present feeling that I'm missing something
There are gaps that you fill but darling that aint one of them
Baby please don't walk away, I am begging you to stay
So that I can be the first to leave
I'm not sure how but darling you have broken me
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7. |
Fugazi (explicit)
02:39
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Give me sweet tea, honey
Give me Georgia sunshine running
Out of the crowd, into the sound
Car parks in the dark mean something new now
You couldn't wait a moment longer
Always get what you want now don't ya
What's an open road
With nowhere to go
Jacked up just about ready to explode
We can fck to Fugazi if you want to
Or lay quiet as the songs play on
In the dark I just wanna be near you
Come the morning one of us has gone
If I'm left weak at the knees
It's coz your presence seems to punish me
How would you know
If I wont say
One of us is leaving come the start of the day
So let's do it like the French do
A guillotine, start a fire or two
Ménage à trois, what do you say
Start a revolution come the end of the day
We can fck to Fugazi if you want to
Or lay quiet as the songs play on
In the dark I just wanna be near you
Come the morning one of us has gone
We can fck to Fugazi if you want to
Or lay quiet as the songs play on
In the dark I just wanna be near you
Come the morning one of us has gone
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8. |
Off License Lights
03:47
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You tried to make me in your image
But I must protest
I never liked the way, I looked in a dress
Or how I felt made up like the girls over there
I still can't have my lover run her hands, through my hair
But I have your eyes
There are some things I have to accept
I don't have your heart
That was the first thing to have left
And I like to run
When I taste the first pangs of regret
But I'm not a child, and things could have been different
We were just strangers conversations under off license lights
A familial kind of quiet
In the dark of the night
But when the sun rolls in I don't remember your face
All that remains, the reminders of when things were ok
But I have your eyes
There are some things I have to accept
I don't have your heart
That was the first thing to have left
And I like to run
When I taste the first pangs of regret
But I'm not a child, and things could have been different
I tried to make myself into something that you could take
My immaculate conception can't come too late
You can't pry me from my skin
Oh I tried, how I tried
And I wont waste a second on the tears that you cried
But I have your eyes
There are some things I have to accept
I don't have your heart
That was the first thing to have left
And I like to run
When I taste the first pangs of regret
But I'm not a child, and things could have been different
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9. |
Priory Gates
03:27
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Open the priory gates
Grab my hand dance me right through the graves
Throw a smile over your shoulder
Pull your hair back from your face
There ain't a god I believe in
But I swear you brought some magic to that place
I said don't you hold me too close
You pulled me in daring all of the ghosts
That continue to haunt us both
From time to time
But I'm not scared anymore
And you don't have to do it again
No not on your own
So wont you lean into me
Running ragged around the corners
Hold your breath
Til you can see
Exactly what is coming for us
But darling it's already been
And gone
Drenched by the Scottish rain
A sofa bed and a stranger's name
Whispered three words in my ear
No fear of what I might say
These days I fall into you
It still remains, reckless abandon of something new
So wont you lean into me
Running ragged around the corners
Hold your breath
Til you can see
Exactly what is coming for us
But darling it's already been
And gone
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Chloe Hawes Manchester, UK
Chloe Hawes’ unique, transatlantic, sound combines modern British folk with the cinematic sentimentality of classic
Americana and a punk rock outlook. Chloe’s triumphant tragedies tell tales of late-night misadventures, lost love and a yearning for both the past and the future with the singer/songwriter at the peak of their powers on debut album Remains/Reminders.
Manchester based
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