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about
I only sing on this track because nobody was around to talk me out of it. Sorry.
Other than that, this is about (surprise) another messy situation with a girl I cared about that ended very poorly due to my overbearing personality. This is, in fact, the good shit that influences most of my songwriting process.
lyrics
The hurt was visceral
Words, I took 'em literal
Shipwrecked, washed upon the shores of the miserable
Walked into mine, of all the gin joints in the world
A mouth full of fangs,
A doe eyed little girl
Are you lost and you're hoping that you might be found?
Or do you find yourself looking for a way out of town?
You're far from home, but that's always where the heart is
That's the blunt side of the story that hits the hardest
A blade between your teeth, your lips are pressed to my neck
I was always impressed by the way we'd connect
The pressure in my chest, the way you'd possess me
Got me questioning my rules, like who could Chess be
Tongue and hands tied like she could arrest me
Made me confess how invested I'd be
And what a bloody mess that turned out to be
She got front row seats to see me burn out for free
When the dusk is creeping on and on,
And the sun won't rise
You stay down, you stay awake
Open up your eyes
We all laugh, we cry, we say we're sorry
But ain't nobody ever cried for Mata Hari
Ain't nobody,
Ain't nobody
Now, I was so hellbent on staring at those headlights
I was blind to every warning sign and red light
She let her hair down, tried to get her head right
And in retrospect, I should have gone and read right
Between the lines, rewind to the start
She didn't want all of me, just the best parts
She wanted attention and validation a la carte
Just to charge the batteries on that cheap plastic heart
Empathetic sympathetic synthetic,
Prosthetic pumping a pathetic set of fetishes
Rejected a medic to inject the anesthetic
Of a leech infected with depressants and sedatives
Couldn't keep it copacetic, she said it, I read it
I was never offended, she just couldn't defend it
And then it was mended but torn at the edges
And when it's broken like that, you just toss it, you end it
When the dusk is creeping on and on,
And the sun won't rise
You stay down, you stay awake
Open up your eyes
We all laugh, we cry, we say we're sorry
But ain't nobody ever cried for Mata Hari
Ain't nobody,
Ain't nobody
Pull your blinders aside at the firing line
You never felt so alive as the night that you died
But you kept your head high, settled to your knees
Never thought you'd be so easy to please
Pick apart the pieces like petals on a flower,
She loves me not through those withering hours
Light years past these other men and the boys
Just couldn't stand out to a Helen of Troy
Had to fight an entire army to get your attention
Shoulda been the gold standard, you're an honorable mention
At best, a statistic, and twisted as shit
The way I tried to hit the mark but got a swing and a miss
Figured I'd be the best, so I was hedging my bets
The worst part is that I'm as good as it gets
Get some rest, you only grind your teeth at night
Because I haven't given you a bullet to bite
When the dusk is creeping on and on,
And the sun won't rise
You stay down, you stay awake
Open up your eyes
We all laugh, we cry, we say we're sorry
But ain't nobody ever cried for Mata Hari
Ain't nobody,
Ain't nobody