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Road Thoughts
03:55
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Try to teach my myself to be alone but not lonely
Who to trust, honey I am the only one for you there
‘Cause it's a long, long drive through Wyoming
And I'm waiting for the moment that my phone rings
That might be ages from now
That might be pages from now
You've got this babe
It wasn't your time
You've had the love some only dream of in your life
You know the grass is always greener
I've seen happy people meaner
Because love's an awful project that gets in the way
And I just called this guy I used to see in Brooklyn
‘Cause I was curious the direction that he's lookin’ in
If he'll be marrying that chick who's tryna wife him
But it doesn't matter anymore
Yea well he answered but he was hiking in New York
I want attention, so it wasn’t gonna work
Wanted to get a rise out of him
Wanted to see some life out of him
All i got was lies out of him
You've got this babe
It wasn't your time
You've had the love some only dream of in your life
You know the grass is always greener
I've seen happy people meaner
Because love's an awful project that gets in the way
i need to amend my comprehension of the order of things
What comes first? How to make it work? Are these the only things?
i need to find some peace within all this uncertainty
I need to find some other meaning so I can keep my dreams
You've got this babe
It wasn't your time
You've had the love some only dream of in your life
You know the grass is always greener
I've seen happy people meaner
Because love's an awful project that gets in the way
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2. |
Mississippi
03:38
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I’m saving my writing for Brooklyn
Soaking up everything I can
There's no time to write when I'm singing every night
Driving eight hours a day
And they tell me drive safe
But I'd likely be better at driving
If i were driving with you rather than driving on my own
I’ve pulled a U-ey three times today
And I'm on the Mississippi
I’m in a different city
Don't you think I look pretty
Sitting by myself
I'm wearing my sister’s hand-me-downs
My hair’s in knots past my shoulders now
I’ve been in three thousand towns
And I’ve been telling myself
Chorus:
That just because your connection was fleeting
Doesn't mean that it didn't exist
And just because your love was competing
Doesn't mean they thought you were shit
And just because he read it
Doesn't mean you shouldn't have texted
‘There's no room for regret
In this lifetime,’ he said.
‘Don’t be fucked in the head.’
And I felt an intimacy with you
I hadn't felt in a while
A kind of blurring in my head
I didn't know with other guys
So I tried to keep it together
Tried to nail you down good
I was so swept up with conserving
Every ounce that I could
And I'm on the Mississippi
I’m in a different city
Don't you think I look pretty
Sitting by myself
I'm wearing my sister’s hand-me-downs
My hair’s in knots past my shoulders now
I’ve been in three thousand towns
And I’ve been telling myself
Chorus:
That just because your connection was fleeting
Doesn't mean that it didn't exist
And just because your love was competing
Doesn't mean they thought you were shit
And just because he read it
Doesn't mean you shouldn't have texted
‘There's no room for regret
In this lifetime,’ he said.
‘Don’t be fucked in the head.’
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3. |
Sorry I Ever Fucked You
04:12
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Well we both live in Brooklyn
But that's not much to say
When getting to your apartment takes all fucking day
When the G isn't running on Sunday
So I held that excuse for why it wasn't working out
And then I saw you in my neighborhood with your ex-girlfriend all cracked out
Thinking of the holes in your underwear
And the mattress on the floor
I never hated someone so and loved the smell of their neck even more
You had to have a nightcap
You probably want your life back
Which is why you told your other girlfriend
She could stay indefinitely in your bed
But I’m thinking of the mornings I spent nuzzled in your hair
My feet tucked under you on your wicker chair
And the muffin you bought me that I reluctantly shared
Chorus:
I thought we were friends
I thought I could trust you
When you were sober
I thought I even loved you
I'm sorry I ever fucked you
I'm sorry I ever fucked you
And then I felt so strong when I said it's over
You said don't be crazy, called me baby
I said don't call me baby, fucking crazy
And then I waited for your call
I thought you would call me
I thought you'd sorry
Why are my thoughts so wrong lately
Who the fuck ever taught me
I thought you were real
But it’s just a game in your head
Just a passage of time ‘til you're dead
I keep picturing her in your bed
But I’m thinking of the mornings I spent nuzzled in your hair
My feet tucked under you on your wicker chair
And the muffin you bought me that I reluctantly shared
Chorus:
I thought we were friends
I thought I could trust you
When you were sober
I thought I even loved you
I'm sorry I ever fucked you
I’m sorry I ever fucked you
I thought we were friends
I thought I could trust you
When you were sober
I thought I even loved you
I'm sorry I ever fucked you
I'm sorry I ever fucked you
I've never been with a man in the state that I'm from
What does that have to say about how I fall in love
This is beginning to feel like it's more than coincidence, more than bad luck
Like a me problem, well fuck...
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4. |
Easier Love
03:04
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I called you
Sittin’ in my car in Portland
It was raining
Like it often is in Portland
You sounded different
You sounded calm, i got dizzy
I told you i crashed my car
Told you I've been singin’ about you, pretty
You said something stupid
I forgot how simple you are
And you're not the only one
That I've called in the car
I started laughing
End the call abruptly
You tried to keep me on the line
Tell me something you thought was funny
Chorus:
And you've been my muse
Your heart was the one I used
I drained your story
I made it less boring
I've been done with my mourning
I’ve forgotten what it was for and
It's ok that you found an easier love
And it's ok that you didn't try hard enough
And I will learn what I'm really made of
On my own in this car and something I've created
And I left you hanging
The last message you sent
To check up on me
I wonder if it's got you bent up thinking
If I'll ever forgive you
I'll do more, I'll thank you
For not letting me waste my life on loving you
I see your kids now
Running around in the garden where we made out
I’m not surprised
She looks just like me
It took me two years to realize
That I was the one who really left you
Chorus:
And you've been my muse
Your heart was the one I used
I drained your story
I made it less boring
I've been done with my mourning
I’ve forgotten what it was for and
It's ok that you found an easier love
And it's ok that you didn't try hard enough
And I will learn what I'm really made of
On my own in this car and something I've created
And I look ahead
I see great things
I see curly hair
I see babies
We're always changing
And that's the only thing that ever stays
And I threw the boxers out with the sweater
Deleted your last loving text
Got rid of years full of messages
Every argument, every sext
I even threw your mom's painting out
I'm working on that bracelet now
Creating space.
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Gabrielle Marlena New York
Gabrielle Marlena is an American indie folk/pop singer-songwriter based in Brooklyn, NY. In 2016, she moved from Montreal to NYC to perform and record her first studio album, Good Music For You. Gabrielle shares her experience of love and loss with rich authenticity through her raw, soul-baring lyrics and strong vocals, while maintaining a silly and welcoming stage presence at live shows. ... more
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