about
Written, recorded, and mixed at studiohouse in New York.
lyrics
I am my mother's child as I lay on the ground.
You are another boy that I accidentally found.
I'll be a notch on your belt if you'll be one on mine.
I'll be your favorite way to waste some time.
You said you're broken, you look fine to me.
You just forgot grace, you just like being mean.
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate.
Let's slip, let's slide into the dark of the day.
Making promises, promises that are only for play.
Take my hand and pretend that you can feel.
While we lie to ourselves what is real isn't real.
You said we're just friends, you know that's wrong.
You've been warned of this, now you are my song.
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate.
Don't look at me like I hurt you like her.
Don't blame it on me, it's just the liquor.
Pretentious illiterate is only charmed at first.
You've bled in my hair, and that's not the worst.
You're scared of me now, as I am of you.
I'm still wondering how I pulled this through.
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate.
credits
released 09 April 2011
Jenny Founds: guitar, vocals, percussion. Mike Haldeman: guitar, percussion, engineering. Zach Tenorio-Miller: Piano.
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