Is this a sequel to Light in the Attic? A prequel? Related at all? Probably not.
lyrics
Verse 1: (C-E-Am-F)
I wrote this song so you'd stop calling me.
Get off of my phone it's easy to see,
That I don't want you around anymore,
And that makes two of us.
Your kid's all alone, 'cause there's no mom at home.
Are you proud of yourself and the way you've moved on?
How could you put that needle back into your arm?
Pre-Chorus: (C-E-Am-F)
Well, it's been 3 whole weeks since I've had a good drink,
And I'm itching for a self-destructive streak.
I never wanted to behave so responsibly.
When you left it hurt us like a sin,
But nothing was worse than when you came back again.
Please stay gone, go stay with your junkie friends.
Chorus: (C-G-Am-F)
The man at the bar says, says I'm drinking too much.
I say, "Hey man you only see me a few times a month.
And those few times, I got nothing to do."
If I had it my way, I'd live and die faster.
My life's a haunted house on the brink of disaster,
Filled with your skeletons cause at your place there's no more room.
Verse 2: (C-E-Am-F)
You called me at 10, you fucked up again.
I came down to the station as you cried in your hands.
And the things I said I don't regret.
I can count on two hands the birthdays you missed.
You're dying for attention, and you're dying for a fix.
You tried to be clear, but you didn't hear a word I said.
Pre-Chorus: (C-E-Am-F)
I tried to write a song so you'd leave me alone,
But just seeing you again, it brings back all my love.
How could you do this to me?
You drive me insane.
I gave up on some dreams to make you a queen.
But you ripped off your crown and tried your best to leave.
And now I can't keep you away.
Chorus: (C-G-Am-F)
The man at the bar says I'm drinking too much.
And I say, "Hey man you don't know me quite well enough.
And I think if you did you would understand."
If I do it my way, I'll live and die faster.
My life's a haunted house on the brink of disaster.
Filled with your closet skeletons 'cause I let them in.
Outro: (C-E-Am-F)
Heart in my hand, and my back to the wall.
You're never quite as happy as when you see me fall.
A kick to the teeth, and scratches on my face,
You never miss a chance to put me in my fucking place.
You treat me like a dog and I pretend like I don't care.
But I'll keep you up all night with howling because we're the perfect pair.
You can be my chest and choke me while I throw you up against the wall.
But if you don't a grip then I'm afraid you'd never see me fall.
Our love is like a race, and fuck it's hard to keep the pace.
But if I said I didn't like it,
I'd be lying to your face.
credits
from Not Safe for Working Class,
released November 3, 2017
Music by Andreas Miles-Novelo
Lyrics by Cole Juckette
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Tyler Dreher
Cole Juckette - Vocals/Percussion
Andreas Miles-Novelo - Guitar
Luke Glassman - Bass
Eric Larson - Harmonica
Additional vocals on Chorus 2 by Matthew Durant and Tyler Dreher
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