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someone tell amy.
04:17
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2. |
my eyes are up here.
02:50
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don't blame it on the drinks you've had
don't tell me that the lighting's bad
don't say you think that you're in love
when you haven't looked up far enough
i'm getting sick of all the guys
who never look me in the eye
mah mah mah mah mah mah mah mah eyes are up here
mah mah mah mah mah mah mah mah eyes are up here
i know you'll try to make me buy that something shiny caught your eye but
mah mah mah mah mah mah mah mah eyes are up here
buy me something good to drink
something sweet and strong and pink
try the same move one more time to see if you can change my mind
let's bust this joint, i'm glad you asked
so they won't hear you scream when i kick your ass
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3. |
fuck you, hollywood.
04:52
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your eyes were dangerous but they shined like stars, woah
and i knew that i shouldn't but i couldn't help but like it when we made out in your car, woah
and i was rachel and you were ryan and we were meant to be
i didn't think that you'd end up disappointing me
but everything i know i learned from hollywood
you've got a heart of gold, you're just misunderstood
but in real life, you're not that guy
you're kissing me all over as the music swells
you're supposed to say you love me and nobody else
but in real life, you're not that guy
so fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you for making me believe the lies
while i'm alone with a broken heart tonight
i knew you had a past but i thought you'd changed
and you were so insistent when you told me i was different that i let you play your games, woah
and i was crying and you were laughing when you tickled me in bed
but now i'm watching memories on the screen inside my head
but everything i know i learned from hollywood
you've got a heart of gold, you're just misunderstood
but in real life, you're not that guy
you're kissing me all over as the music swells
you're supposed to say you love me and nobody else
but in real life, you're not that guy
so fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you for making me believe the lies
while i'm alone with a broken heart tonight
either learn your lines or stop wasting my time, oh
everything i know i learned from hollywood
you've got a heart of gold, you're just misunderstood
but in real life, you're not that guy
you're kissing me all over as the music swells
you're supposed to say you love me and nobody else
but in real life, you're not that guy
so fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you, hollywood, oh oh oh
fuck you for making me believe the lies
while i'm alone with a broken heart tonight
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your dad called me frantic
and didn't know if you were dead
he hadn't heard from you in weeks
so he assumed the worst and called the best
person who would know
why was it me?
why are our names set in stone?
why are our footprints etched in all the places we used to go?
the diner's closed
the waitress smiled
it's time to go
your mom called me tuesday
but i just let it ring and go
flat and silent, still, unmoving
i will be a dial tone
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5. |
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you were a bully, bully
you broke my heart everyday
and you were pulling, pulling at me til all my seams frayed
i wish someone had told how much better it would be
cuz now i'm on the radio but you peaked at 17
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
threw away my books and burned my uniform
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
reading "cosmo" not "to kill a mockingbird"
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school
hey
thank god i'm not in high school
and it was silly, silly how much i cared what you thought
my head was spinning, spinning looking at the shit that you bought
i wish someone had told me karma gets you when you're mean
cuz now you're folding t-shirts and i ride in limousines
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
threw away my books and burned my uniform
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
reading "cosmo" not "to kill a mockingbird"
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school
hey
thank god i'm not in high school
everybody knows it's better in the real world
everybody knows it's better in the real world
better in the real world
better in the real world
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
threw away my books and burned my uniform
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school anymore
reading "cosmo" not "to kill a mockingbird"
this is my life and i just wanna say hey
thank god i'm not in high school
hey
thank god i'm not in high school
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6. |
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all your life
your heart was a vase that you filled up with stones
i arrived
you wanted to keep me and give me a home
but all you had room for was dust and sand
so you crushed me up
i fell though your hands
i filled up the spaces
in the forgotten places
but we’ll never grow
if all i am is sand between the stones
you’ll be alone
cuz i can't be the sand between the stones
i was safe
buried behind all the things that you loved
in my place
the one you decided was easy enough
trapped inside a heart of glass
starting out on top but falling fast
filling up spaces
in convenient places
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7. |
how do i get over you?
02:47
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Stuck in a time in a place in a moment in my life in a phase in a thought where I'm hoping that maybe, maybe I just think too much
The days and the nights well they both start to blend together when you're alone cuz the minutes seem to take forever
Maybe, maybe I just drink too much
I keep myself too busy to remember all the things you promised in my ear as we fell asleep together
CHORUS
I could run away, dye my hair and change my license plates
Date a movie star with hyphens in his name
But everywhere I turn, I see your face and miss you til it hurts
Ask myself a million times til I turn blue
How do I get over you? How do I get over you?
Keeping my eye on the girl who took my place
She looks like a bitch but I only saw her face
Maybe, maybe I just hate too much
I'm out with a guy that I met in an elevator
Has all the charm of a scientific calculator
Maybe, maybe I just date too much
Find comfort in the punch line I deliver
The joke's been told a thousand times, your laugh is just a whisper
(CHORUS)
Ooooh, I need to let you go, I need to let you go
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CHORUS:
Shoot me, shoot me
Take your arrow and shoot me
Put me out of my Valentine's misery
Save me, save me
Find someone to embrace me
Don't make my valentine such a mystery
Cuz I can't, I won't, be alone anymore
Eating chocolate I bought at the local drugstore
I'm tired of wishing and hoping and praying
For someone to say what my candy heart's saying
(CHORUS)
I've seen the end of this movie before
Where he wins her back at the airport
He tells her he loves her and gives her some flowers
But I'm still alone and I've wasted two hours
(CHORUS)
Watching all my friends at work
Get roses while I'm hung up on some jerk
By now I should be used to the routine
But I hate February 14th
(CHORUS)
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9. |
she's a real girl.
04:28
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She's a real girl
I know it's quite hard to believe
She's a real girl
She wears her heart right on her sleeve
And there are things that she's afraid of
And there are things that she can't do
She's a real girl
But she's not real to you.
She's a real girl
She grew up on a farm
She's a real girl
She sleeps through her alarm
He noticed her that summer and you felt him slip away
She's a real girl
And things will never be the same.
You're blind, you see
What your broken heart believes
You're losing sleep
Trying to strip down her mystique
Just let her be, let her be
He doesn't love you anymore
All he sees, all he sees
Is a real girl
She's a real girl
She doesn't read the news
She's a real girl
She's easily confused
He used to make you jealous
Made you think you were insane
She's a real girl
And he'll treat her just the same
You're blind, you see
What your broken heart believes
You're losing sleep
Trying to strip down her mystique
Just let her be, let her be
He doesn't love you anymore
All he sees, all he sees
Is a real girl
You watch them like two lions in the wild
Look for any trace of sadness in his smile
Grow to hate her like the cigarette you swear is the last one you'll inhale
She's a coat you've long outgrown but you keep her 'cause you can't let go
You can't let go
You're blind, you see
What your broken heart believes
You're losing sleep
Trying to strip down her mystique
Just let her be, let her be
He doesn't love you anymore
All he sees, all he sees
Is a real girl
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saw you walk in from across the room
with just one look, you bent me like a spoon
everything in the basement seemed to bloom
i told a joke that cracked you up
we made a toast with our solo cups
yeah it seemed like things were looking up
just when we were googling our favorite kind of mustard
you made me hold your drink as you turned from me and got some bitch's number
CHORUS
ooooh you just wanna date a blonde
ooooh what a shame, cuz you're the one i want
ooooh i was sure we'd get along
but you just wanna date a blonde
did you assume i read comic books
cuz i don't have that disney look?
we brunettes are so misunderstood
you think i'm sexy as a scientist
cuz i don't look like taylor swift
so we are never ever gonna kiss
i could shave my head or tuck my hair in a fedora
while you could have your pick of any girl in california
CHORUS
ooooh you just wanna date a blonde
ooooh what a shame, cuz you're the one i want
ooooh i was sure we'd get along
but you just wanna date a blonde
you've got a type
and i'm not the girl you like
but i think that you might be surprised
i'm not the one
you think that i don't have fun
but when i watch jeopardy i go so wild you couldn't keep up with me
you called me up one night and said
you caught her with some guy in bed
i said, "have you considered going red?"
CHORUS
ooooh you just wanna date a blonde
ooooh what a shame, cuz you're the one i want
ooooh i was sure we'd get along
but you just wanna date a blonde
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11. |
mean is the new black.
03:16
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cigarette pressed between your lips
you can never be too rich or thin
cleansing with juice after substance abuse, by day it's grapefruit and by night it's grey goose
all the venom that you spew
makes all your friends afraid of you
you're so mean
i'm the joker, you're the queen
you're a bitch in designer jeans uh huh
and you leave me screwed
without taking off your shoes
yeah they're brand new jimmy choos
uh huh
you smile like it's election year
but the fall collection's here
and sweet is the jacket that fell off the rack
and mean is the new black
going out on a friday night
strategically bulimic with your appetite
your little black dress is a big success, you're there to impress with cash in excess
you recognized my knock-off clutch
the girls will hear about this tomorrow at brunch
you're so mean
i'm the joker, you're the queen
you're a bitch in designer jeans uh huh
and you leave me screwed
without taking off your shoes
yeah they're brand new jimmy choos
uh huh
you smile like it's election year
but the fall collection's here
and sweet is the jacket that fell off the rack
and mean is the new black
there's no explanation for your provocation
perhaps dehydration or sleep deprivation
you always get your way, hey
i know your regimen, you 7th ave denizen
if i opened your closet door, what would the skeletons say?
you're so mean
i'm the joker, you're the queen
you're a bitch in designer jeans uh huh
and you leave me screwed
without taking off your shoes
yeah they're brand new jimmy choos
uh huh
you smile like it's election year
but the fall collection's here
and sweet is the jacket that fell off the rack
and mean is the new black
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you said you know when it feels right
fits like a jigsaw puzzle, precision of the rhythm of a traffic light
we're laying around in underwear
hit the alarm again, keep cuddling & mumbling sweet nothings in ears
well their words of sympathy are like a symphony when i'm down
but they're absent faster than a rabbit when i'm on the rebound
everybody wonders why i'm seeing technicolors
i wish i could tell them that you're everything i want
they keep asking why i'm smiling but i won't let on
cuz everytime i bring you up, they just stifle yawns
cuz no one wants to hear a love song
no one wants to hear a love song
every day's a different test
everyone's coming up with theories, interfering, speculating at best
misery rears an ugly head
looks for companionship and finds it in the hindsight of a lover's bed
well you can force it with a shoehorn til it fits like a stiletto
if you say you're happy loud enough, you might believe it better
a love with this perfection
doesn't need attention
i wish i could tell them that you're everything i want
they keep asking why i'm smiling but i won't let on
cuz everytime i bring you up, they just stifle yawns
cuz no one wants to hear a love song
no one wants to hear a love song
you and i are a new word undefined
take your dictionaries, cast them all aside
they think they're seen this kind of thing before
but i know....
i wish i could tell them that you're everything i want
they keep asking why i'm smiling but i won't let on
cuz everytime i bring you up, they just stifle yawns
cuz no one wants to hear a love song
no one wants to hear a love song
no one wants to hear a love song
no one wants to hear a love song
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stephie coplan Toronto, Ontario
After establishing a strong, supportive fan base in the Cambridge-Somerville music scene while attending Tufts University, Stephie Coplan moved to New York City, where she formed Stephie Coplan & the Pedestrians with bassist John Hebert and drummer Shane Considine. Very quicky, the witty trio has become known for their "fun to watch" (CAROLINE O'HARE, MTV) live shows. ... more
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