1. |
Trap Door
03:50
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I can't imagine life without you
But now it seems that I might have to
Give you up forever
Press the button, pull the lever
And a door opens beneath me
I can't believe I'm breathing
As I watch you from below,
No escape, nowhere to go
Everyone can have you but me
Yeah, everyone can have you but me
Oh, baby
Isn't that fucked up?
I can't imagine life without you
But now it seems that I might have to
Give you up forever
Press the button, pull the lever
And a door opens beneath me
I can't believe I'm breathing
As I watch you from below,
No escape, nowhere to go
I've lost so much lately, my dear
Yeah I've lost so much lately, my dear
And now, I've gotta lose you too
Oh, I've lost so much lately my dear
I'm frozen in a moment of fear
That I can't make it through
I'll see you every weekend, and my willpower will weaken
Cause I'm close enough to touch you, you won't stop me if I want to
And my friends can't help but love it, you're the one they want to covet
I'll forever be a witness to my cruel and distant mistress
I can't imagine life without you
But now it seems that I might have to
Give you up forever
Press the button, pull the lever
And a door opens beneath me
I can't believe I'm breathing
As I watch you from below,
No escape, nowhere to go
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2. |
Mausoleum
02:33
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Melt me in your oven, baby
Microwave me down
Until I'm fit enough to sit
Inside your crowded house
I'm the sweat upon your brow,
The spinach in your pan
I'm getting cold, so please just mold
Me with your weathered hands
Turn me in to what you want, cause all I want is you
I'm getting bored of my before,
So make me over new
Chisel me away til' I belong in a museum
Keep on going til' I'm glowing for the mausoleum
Press me with your flowers, baby
Put me with the leaves
Until the faintest brush of breath shatters me into weeds
You're the popcorn in my teeth,
The hair that coats my drain
The coffee dregs, the jello legs, the ribcage in the rain
Turn me in to what you want, cause all I want is you
I'm getting bored of my before,
So make me over new
Chisel me away til' I belong in a museum
Keep on going til' I'm glowing for the mausoleum
Turn me in to what you want, cause all I want is you
Getting bored of my before, so make me over new
Turn me in to what you want, cause all I want is you
Getting bored of my before, so make me over new
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3. |
The Amateur
03:22
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I don’t know what I should expect from you
Just try your best to do no harm
And I’ll return the favor if you promise me
That we’ll both do all we can do before one leaves
I’ll always be
An amateur at whatever I choose to do
From making music all the way to loving you
Regardless of the time
And now I see
That it’s okay to stumble and to fall
I’ve been doing it so much it doesn’t hurt at all
And I’m glad you’re willing to be mine
I’ll make you coffee when the morning comes
And it’ll be average at best
And you will lie and say you like your coffee week
And I will smile because you turned the other cheek
I’m the Sisyphus of love
It’s hit or miss, like when I kiss
The nose above your parted lips
I’m not what you were thinking of
But every moment clarifies
That love’s not where perfection lies
I’ll always be
An amateur at whatever I choose to do
From making music all the way to loving you
Regardless of the time
And now I see
That it’s okay to stumble and to fall
I’ve been doing it so much it doesn’t hurt at all
And I’m glad you’re willing to be mine
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4. |
Film Girlfriend
02:06
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Don’t make me the woman in your window
Silence, my lamb, our true romance is gone
You’re more melodramatic than a Pickford picture
More unreliable than Rashomon
Fellini is a type of pasta, isn’t it?
And Tarantino is a bit of a dick, let’s admit it
I don’t know about movies
That doesn’t mean I don’t like them
I don’t know about movies
Guess I can’t be your film girlfriend
I think I’m more into TV
But I’ve still never seen Seinfeld
I don’t know about movies
But at least I’m not an incel
Just like Godard, you used to leave me breathless
But, as of now, I’m bluer than Pierrot
This thing moved faster than a script by Sorkin
But I’m not your Rosebud, so leave me in the snow
I’m a little too Mitski, I’m a little too Misty
For your carefully curated taste
And when I get on my Britney, when I get on my Whitney
I can’t wait to see your face
Can’t wait to see the look on your face
I don’t know about movies
That doesn’t mean I don’t like them
I don’t know about movies
Guess I can’t be your film girlfriend
I think I’m more into TV
But I’ve still never seen Seinfeld
I don’t know about movies
But at least I’m not an incel
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5. |
LA, Alone
03:04
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You can’t spell lacking without LA
When I’m out here I feel I lack in every way
I like being around folks who are ugly
Because those folks don’t look at me too smugly
I wish I could go to NYC or home to Houston
Where it all feels less constructed despite the construction
This city makes me want to get a nose job
I have never felt so out of place for so long
I can’t stand LA
I thought that this was the life I want
But I might not be able to stay
If you were here with me
I could stick around a while
With the help of your company
.
I wish you were beside me in this gridlock traffic
Because all our conversations have the same gymnastic
Quality about them, how they spiral
Into tangents, hypotheticals, and eye-rolls
I want to take you to the pier at night
If we swim we’ll run the risk of growing extra eyes
But I think we’d still slip into those dark waters
And embrace whatever dangers they might offer
I can’t stand LA
I thought that this was the life I want
But I might not be able to stay
If you were here with me
I could stick around a while
With the help of your company
Oh it’s a simple happiness
A deep, intrinsic happiness
I’m joyful, and I’m tired, and I’m warm, when I’m with you
It’s a simple happiness
A deep, intrinsic happiness
I’m joyful, and I’m tired, and I’m warm
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6. |
Houston
03:29
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Change is coming, is coming, my way
I keep trying to look ahead, but I can’t make out its shape
These years...I’ve fully taken them for granted
And now that it’s time to go, I want to stay where I’m planted
Houston, temple to concrete and light
Houston, where summer cicadas shepherd us through the night
Houston, clouds of mosquitoes roam free
Houston, my constant companion, my bayou, and my trees
And when I’m asked where I come from
I vow to never hang my head in shame
You’ve been nothing but good to me
I wouldn’t trade you for anything
So when they shake their heads and frown
I’ll tell them they don’t know a thing about my town
The flatness, the cars, and the sprawl
Add a certain charm, and I’m glad that we have them all
The rain does nothing to dampen our spirits
And I’ll keep singing praises to anyone who can hear it
Houston, I amble along every street
Houston, you and I become one when I melt into your heat
Houston, my glasses fog in your embrace
Houston, I’ll never let my memories of you get erased
And when I meet my new city
I'll try to sink my roots into its ground
But something might hold me back
My heart may still be in your grasp
So please let me know
That if I should come back home
You will take me with open arms
I promise, part of me will never part
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7. |
Better Than Nothing
02:19
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Baby, lately you’re driving me crazy
I’m doing a favor to the ladies
Who might get stuck being with you
If I didn’t want to, your passive
Aggressiveness pains me in the ass, if
You keep on acting in this fashion
I don’t know if I can go on
With someone so headstrong
But there is a reason I’m with you through all the seasons
The mornings, noons, and nights,
And though I might question the extent of your affection
I think our thing’s alright, at least you’re
Better than nothing
Nothing at all
I’d rather be in misery than have no one to call
You’re better than nothing
The lowest of bars
You breathe and walk and check the box
For tall guy with a car
Try to be someone I don’t have to lie to
When you ask me if I still love you
It’s not quite a yes, not quite a no
I’m stuck in that limbo
Catalyst
For all of my latent bad habits
Like honking when streets are choked with traffic
So if I call you a jerk, you’re not wrong
To say it takes one to know one
But there is a reason I’m with you through all the seasons
The mornings, noons, and nights,
And though I might question the extent of your affection
I think our thing’s alright, at least you’re
Better than nothing
Nothing at all
I’d rather be in misery than have no one to call
You’re better than nothing
But still I don’t know
If nothing would be better than
A subpar Romeo
I don’t know, yeah, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
I don’t know, yeah, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
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8. |
I Wanna Be In A Band!
02:21
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I need to meet some more musicians
But none of them are ever free
Oh I really want to find someone
Who can help me sing this song
It’s not the same without the harmony
Oh,
I wanna be in a band so bad
I wanna be, I wanna be
I wanna be in a band so bad
Won’t you play with me, won’t you play with me
I can’t find a friend
So I’ll make my own music instead
Still wish I could be in a band
Imagine drums that aren’t electronic
Or a lead guitar played loud and smooth
Oh, I’m begging you, please come to me
With theremins and banjo strings
It’s clear that I have got nothing to lose
Oh,
I wanna be in a band so bad
I wanna be, I wanna be
I wanna be in a band so bad
Won’t you play with me, won’t you play with me
I can’t find a friend
So I’ll make my own music instead
Still wish I could be in a band
Seven one three six four seven eleven sixty-seven
Give me a hand
Seven one three six four seven eleven sixty-seven
Come over and jam
Seven one three six four seven eleven sixty-seven
Give me a hand
Seven one three six four seven eleven sixty-seven
Come over and jam
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9. |
A Different Person
03:19
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CHORUS
Bet there’s no greater satisfaction
Than a hot girl crying over you
Don’t wanna paint you as an asshole
But it’s the only thing I can do
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
I know it’s not your fault
But I’m glad that we’re apart
VERSE 1
It’s hard to write this song
When I don’t feel it anymore
I don’t think of you anymore
Yeah, it’s pretty hard to write this song
When it sprung from another universe
From a wound that never hurts
Feels like a different person wrote the chorus
And a different person rooted for us
I’m trying to get inside her head
So I climb back into my old body and it feels so wrong
Hangs heavy on me
With these words I’m bringing back the dead
CHORUS
Bet there’s no greater satisfaction
Than a hot girl crying over you
Don’t wanna paint you as an asshole
But it’s the only thing I can do
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
I know it’s not your fault
But I’m glad that we’re apart
VERSE 2
I’m sailing towards a foreign land, baby
A place untouched by all the things you used to do to me
I’ll have my cake and eat it too
Without saving a slice for you
And, though I brought my telescope,
You’re growing hard to see
CHORUS
Bet there’s no greater satisfaction
Than a hot girl crying over you
Don’t wanna paint you as an asshole
But it’s the only thing I can do
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
I know it’s not your fault
But I’m glad that we’re apart
VERSE 3
I’m shipping off to start anew, it’s true
My hair will grow unruly as I weather each storm that comes through
I’ll find shelter, I’ll find peace
And I’ll finally release
The stones that filled my pockets
And my sunken sockets too
CHORUS
Bet there’s no greater satisfaction
Than a hot girl crying over you
Don’t wanna paint you as an asshole
But it’s the only thing I can do
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
Why did I waste my time
Why did I break my heart
I know it’s not your fault
But I’m glad that we’re apart
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10. |
Basking In Your Presence
02:42
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What happened to your love so true
What happened to the love I knew
You’ve been so quiet and I don’t know what to do
Tell me if I’m the reason that you’re blue
You used to call me all the time
Now you call weekly, once or twice
You might still look the same, but who knows what’s inside?
Baby, please tell me if you’re alright
I hope the distance makes you happy
If you’re happy then I’m happy then we’re fine
I used to waste away just basking in your presence
Now it seems I can’t help close my eyes
Now you’re coming down for Christmas Eve
You’ll be here for two days and then you’ll leave
And when I look at you, I don’t know what I’ll see
An answer to this question haunting me?
Or many questions best kept overseas
I hope the distance makes you happy
If you’re happy then I’m happy then we’re fine
I used to waste away just basking in your presence
Now it seems I can’t help close my eyes
Can’t close my eyes
(Can’t help but close my eyes)
I
(Can’t help close my eyes)
I
(Can’t help close my eyes)
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11. |
Catacombs
04:49
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INTRO:
The shadow-double of my heart that beats almost in time
Is moth-eaten and oft-forgot and barely even mine
It holds the ghost of love once felt, the memory of touch, the kisses once electric clanking in their coats of rust
Between the hearts there lies a path walked only by a few
I walk upon it sometimes, and now I walk with you
The color’s fading from your cheeks, I wonder if you know
About the heart of no return with veins of catacombs
CHORUS:
I just can’t see you in my catacombs
(I just can’t see, I just can’t see)
I don’t know if you’d like it there
(I don’t know if you’d like it there)
The way my empty gaze would slip right past you
(Slip right past you)
The way I’d be so sure to never stare
(I’d be so sure to never stare)
But my friend I think I’ve got it backwards
(Backwards it got I’ve think I)
I think I’m scared you’d be at peace
(You’d be at peace)
That you’d feel right at home among the cobwebs
And that you’d say you never want to leave
VERSE 1:
I know that you’re probably doing fine
And I know that it’s okay that I’m not
But it still hurts to see the cloud above my head
That appears in every mirror, follows wherever I walk
I feel the grass turn brown beneath my feet
The constant bitter taste within my mouth
The downcast eyes of everyone I meet
The breaking glass, the brewing storm, the power going out
CHORUS:
I just can’t see you in my catacombs
(I just can’t see, I just can’t see)
I don’t know if you’d like it there
(I don’t know if you’d like it there)
The way my empty gaze would slip right past you
(Slip right past you)
The way I’d be so sure to never stare
(I’d be so sure to never stare)
But my friend I think I’ve got it backwards
(Backwards it got I’ve think I)
I think I’m scared you’d be at peace
(You’d be at peace)
That you’d feel right at home among the cobwebs
And that you’d say you never want to leave
VERSE 2:
This is supposed to be my big facade
My show of strength my wide, unbothered smile
But I don’t care much for that coup de grace
If I’m feeling weak, I’ll show it, and I’ve felt weak for a while
And I can feel the strength as it floods in
The static in my fingers as they warm
The readiness to talk to you again
But devoid of any layers of mist I saw you through before
BRIDGE:
All I could do was all I could do
Even when I thought only of you
All I could feel was what wasn’t right
All I could say was hollow and trite
All I could see was somewhat obscured
By what I sought and what I ignored
All I could hear was the sound of my voice
All that I know is that I had no choice
CHORUS:
I just can’t see you in my catacombs
(I just can’t see, I just can’t see)
I don’t know if you’d like it there
(I don’t know if you’d like it there)
The way my empty gaze would slip right past you
(Slip right past you)
The way I’d be so sure to never stare
(I’d be so sure to never stare)
But my friend I think I’ve got it backwards
(Backwards it got I’ve think I)
I think I’m scared you’d be at peace
(You’d be at peace)
That you’d feel right at home among the cobwebs
And that you’d say you never want to leave
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Audrey Mills Houston, Texas
I am a very sexy and cool and professional pop star who definitely didn’t record this album in a
closet!
All proceeds go to Mutual Aid Houston. Help me meet my goal of $500+ in donations!
Contact me at amills@wesleyan.edu or @audrealism on Instagram :)
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