Teddy Thompson Album

It's getting harder and harder to live with myself
The things I do
I'm getting weaker in mental and physical health
The things I do

And no one's coming to save me now
It's me that has to change somehow
I'm one night out away from the therapist's couch
Ouch!

I'm sinking lower and lower in my friends' eyes
The things I do
And I've turned into somebody I despise
The things I do

And my standards are slipping day by day
I'll sleep with anyone who gets in my way
I'm one bad hand away from a losing game
Shame!

Should I be thinking about myself at a time like
I'm not sure
I'm never happy but at least I get some peace
In this war
But I could use more

And no one's coming to save the day
I'll have my fun and then I'll pay
I'm one night out away from an early grave
And I need to be Saved

What's this, what's this, am I happy or something
Oh shit, oh shit, am I happy or something
Is it you, Is it me, is it us, is it "we"
Uh oh!

But yeah, but, no, but … how'd this happen?
I'm all red and she's of a fashion
Is it you is it me is it us is it "we"
Uh oh!

Take you out anywhere
Tie you to the kitchen chair
Either's good
Funny that I seem to care
Usually I'm running scared
And I would, but it's all too good
I smile away as she moves her stuff in
My eyes all doe and I'm calling her muffin
Is it you is it me is it us is it we
Uh oh!

On my mind be it clean or filthy
Is it you is it me is it us is it we
Uh oh!

Take you out anywhere
Tie you to the kitchen chair
Either's good
Funny that I seem to care
Usually I'm running scared
And I would, but it's all too good

And the voices in my head come now
Saying this'll never work, get out
And the voices in my head are loud
Saying this'll never work get out
I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!

Take you out anywhere
Tie you to the kitchen chair
Either's good
Funny that I seem to care
Usually I'm running scared
And I would, but it's all too good

Not an easy place to be
In my arms, In my arms
Not a simple space to feel free
In my arms, in my arms

Keep it on the recent
Keep it on the now
Give me an easy way out

It's a lonely world that I got
In my arms, In my arms
Not a lot of room to get lost
In my arms, in my arms

Keep it on the recent
Keep it on the now
Give me an easy way out

Keep it on the recent
Keep it on the now
Give me an easy way out

Not an easy place to be
In my arms, in my arms
Not much to feel from me
In my arms, in my arms
In my arms…

The safe lie of the in between
I never lose but never win
I wait at the edge of life
I want to miss what might surprise

It's hard to know where to go from here
Hard to know where to go

Time is a waste of me
I'm up at noon for nothing real but I know
That I'm wasting it
It comes on once there's no repeat

It's hard to know where to go from here
Hard to know where to go

Turn away, it's what I chose today
Turn away, is not the same as I give in

It's hard to know where to go from here
Hard to know where to go
It's hard to know where to go from here
It's hard to know where to go

I'm minutes away, I'm taking the next train
Don't know what I was thinking
I'm bringing you flowers, I'm making it up to you
Don't know what I was thinking

I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking

When it's going along,
when it's something beginning
That's when I feel I have to end it
Oh but I was a fool, I was listening to everything
Except for what my heart was saying

I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking

But I know what I want now,
It's you, it's you, it's you

I figured it out, I need you
Don't know why I didn't know it then
I got it all wrong, I miss you
Don't know what I was thinking
Don't know what I was thinking
Don't know what I was thinking

I been drinking so much I can't sing straight
Better hope that it's not too late
To save the only thing that I've ever had
It was here in my own two hands

Maybe it's good, maybe it's fine,
Maybe I'll learn to walk the line

It's been a very short run I must object
You're not really gonna take it away just yet
I need ten more years to get to good
I just did what I thought I could (get away with)

Maybe it's good, maybe it's fine,
Maybe I'll learn to walk the line

I was an ugly kid with an ugly name
Never had much of a wild side to tame
But I grew up pretty and tall and fine
I just wanted to have my time (have some fun)

Maybe I'll learn to walk the line

Give me one more chance to get things right
I wanna put it back the way it was overnight
But a change of ways seems a bit too much
I don't really want to change my life a such

Maybe it's good, maybe it's fine,
Maybe I'll learn to walk the line
Maybe it's fine, maybe it's good,
Maybe it'd message understood

Maybe it's good, maybe it's fine,
Maybe I'll learn to walk the line

I've been on this road alone so long,
Traveling down this slippery slope alone
No one's ever right where you are,
Looking back into your heart

I can trace the lines I cross back to that initial loss
And nothing's ever been the same,
I have never loved again

It's easier, it's easier now
It's easier, should be easier now

And look at me, fully grown
Look at me, still alone

I been on this road alone so long,
Traveling down this slippery slope alone
No one's ever right where you are,
Looking back into your heart

Jonathan lives all on his own
He can't have distraction in the home
He stays locked in most days and nights
Trying to create while the neighbours fight

He says, I don't have any inspiration
And my subject matter lacks invention

Jonathan's writing a book you see
It's gonna be a masterpiece, a feat
He doesn't have a title or a plot
But he knows what's good and he knows what's
not

He says, I don't have any inspiration
And my subject matter lacks invention
If I only had an opening line
Well I'm sure the rest would turn out fine

He's planning on at least a thousand pages
It has to be a story for the ages
But from War & Peace to How To Cook
There's not much left for Jonathan's Book

He says, I don't have any inspiration
And my subject matter lacks invention
If I only had an opening line
Well I'm sure the rest would turn out fine

One of these days when things get bad
I will take you by the hand
And I will kiss the pain away
And I will make it all ok
One of these days

One of these nights when you get scared
Be sure I will be there
By your side, in the dark
I will turn your fear to calm
One of these days

No one's ever going to hurt you
Don't I wish that could be true
But no one's ever gonna love you like I do
Oh like I do

Through the years love will grow
And I'll be scared to let you go
Out of sight but in my mind
You are there all the time
One of these days

No one's ever going to hurt you
Oh I wish that could be true
But no one's ever gonna love you like I do
And I know that's true

The morning is bright
As “Rapper’s Delight”
Floats up to my room
From the street

And who would disturb
A slumbering world
With this late seventies beat?
I’m taking my aim
From this window pane
And I’m turning the gun on myself

The Upper West Side
Is supposed to be quiet
It’s supposed to be wealthy and dull
So how to explain
This thundering pain
That’s pushing its way through my skull

I’m taking a leave
Of my senses, you see

New York is loud
It’s wonderfully loud
I wouldn’t live anywhere else
But I need my rest
To be at my best
Away from the high decibels

I’m losing my will
I’m shooting to kill
And I’m turning the gun on myself
I’m losing my will
And I’m shooting to kill
And I’m turning the gun on myself

Is this what we really want,
Background music from a restaurant?
Spare me, It's doing in my head
Drop dead gorgeous teen
Singing pages from her diary
So bad you'd kick her out of bed

Break down the stupid wall
Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need

Life on the happy pills,
Count on Pfizer to erase our ills
It's working, I'm feeling pretty blank
So sing, sing soulless boy,
Give us more of your simple joy
It's soothing, money in the bank

Stop doing what you're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Stop getting everything you want
And get a PIECE of what you need

Oh say can't you see we're kinda, sorta living free
Staring into space, bye bye human race

Break down the stupid wall
Let's stop doing what we're told
And don't believe a thing you see
Red Light, drop that ball
Let's stop getting everything we want
And get a PIECE of what we need

[No lyrics]