The day that our love finally caved in
was the day that the old holden died
I'd tried the ignition but all that I got
was a faint whirring on the inside
Theres nothing left for me to do now
I walked home under the black-yellow stars
What do I know about relationships anyway?
I know that they're nothing like cars
When I walked in through the front door
the lightbulb turned on but then broke
I fetched another from another light socket
An old energy-saver which has yet to croak
Theres nothing left for me to say now
Cept how did you know what to do
Your thoughts couldn't have been more congruent to mine
if we were the same person, just split in two
And theres nothing to do and theres nothing to say
This life goes on and on everyday and I wish I was dead but I'm breathing the same
and when will this fucking day end?
And why don't you want to be friends
And why don't I want to be friends,
either?
You know what they say about tomorrow?
It's the first day of the rest of our lives
When it hits twelve-o-clock this minute
I want you the hell out of mine
I want you to run away crying
Or angry or screaming, just go
I can't wait to savor the moment
When you finally lose your control
over me
Turbulent indie rock from Levi Fuller & the Library that has the snarl of hardcore and the knotty meter of math rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 13, 2018