Alba s touto skladbou:
The Idler Wheel...,
Battles EP,
Last Days of Utopia,
You made your major overtures
When you were a sure and orotund mutt
And I was still a dewey petal
Rather than a moribund slut
My love wrecked you
You packed to twirl your skirt at the palace
It hurt more than it ought to hurt
I went to work to cultivate a callus
[Hook]
And now I'm hard, too hard to know
I don't cry when I'm sad anymore, no no
Tears calcify in my tummy
Fears coincide with the tow
How can I ask anyone to love me
When all I do is beg to be left alone?
Oh, when I try to love
I can love the same man in the same bed in the same city
But not in the same room, it's a pity, but
Oh, it never bothered me before
Not 'til this guy, what a guy, oh God what a good guy
And I can't even enjoy him
[Hook]
My ills are reticulate
My woes are granular
The ants weigh more than the elephants
Nothing, nothing is manageable
So couldn't we stop the validictories?
I can see a the door there
Shut it and forget my number
[Hook]
