(Ballad of the) Stupid Things (Fighting to Be) in Love

Imagine a steady beat and an acoustic guitar, maybe keyboards. Pop, in the style of Death Cab / Broken Bells:

This is what you want if this is what you want

Don’t let it go

(That’s right)

If this is what you want then this is what you want

Stop letting go

Don’t you dare let go

Fell into your arms long before I knew my name

This what I waited for, this long with no detours

Touched the side of your face before I heard your voice

We’re living backwards now, it won’t be long before

We’re on all fours

Knew the color of your eyes before I saw at all

“Can we just talk a while?” And memorized your smile

Saw your face then relearned to speak

I age like Merlin now, Benjamin Button style

We’ll die infantile

This is what you want if this is what you want

Don’t let it go

Don’t let it go

If this is what you want then this is what you want

Stop letting go

Don’t you dare let go

You’ve got to hold a grip to all you love

Even if you love stupid things

You stupid thing

You’ve gotta love what goes through your grip

Even if it’s just a way of clinging tighter

We’re all lovers if we’re fighters

Oh I’ll love you like a fighter

You love her if you fight her

I love her like I fight her

I still love you, I’m a fighter

Felt the smell of your breath ‘fore I saw what you were saying

Can we just walk this hall? Till we forget it all?

Saw the touch of your mouth when I heard your name

This what I’m wanting for, this long and still indoors

This is what I want if this is what I want

I’m gonna let it go

Till it will not go

If this is what we want then this is what I want

Don’t let me go

Grab my hand, let’s go

Make Pretend

It’s time to bark it’s time to fuck it’s time to
make pretend
We’ve got the time we’ve got the gas now let’s go
have a weekend

Remember when you took my virginity where’d you put it I’ve got a
formal to go to
Air beds squeak and bounce and toss you off, not much fun unless there’s a
friend to hold onto

Chinatown’s no fun without you
All those family portions with
Nothing but strangers to pass them to

It’s time to sulk it’s time to brood it’s time to
make pretend
I’ve got no time I’ve got no car so guess
I’m staying in

I hold the hand of mannequins now I get odd looks
at the mall
Cuz you’re not there where I wish you where
I wish you to be

This is how I forget you
Or at least how I planned to
But a dream of you still sits
typing on the laptop I wish I was in my brain

This is how I’ll forget you
Make a painting of a fake you
Build a dream of you to hold
that’s nicer, neater, sweeter and altogether more sane

Vieux Carre‘s no fun without you
All that sarcasm and
Nothing but strangers to give it to

It’s time to pack it’s time to move it’s time to
make pretend
I booked a flight, made reservations
to stay in your head

And when I get there, I won’t ever, ever leave
I’ll paint a portrait of the real you
Use shades to cover up my orange naive
Use every color in the book but that rhapsody hue

Remember when I broke my pride where’re the pieces you’ve got some
love to glue it to
Air beds squeak and bounce and toss you off, not much fun unless there’s a
friend to hold onto

Obsessed with Music Today



the lines that are keeping me going right now:

“I wanna scream, ‘I love you’ from the top of my lungs,
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me.”
–Fall Out Boy

“Who gives a fuck about an Oxford comma?
I’ve seen those English dramas, too
They’re cruel. So if there’s any other way to spell the word,
That’s fine with me.”
–Vampire Weekend

“And in the daylight, we can hitchhike to Maine
I hope that someday, I’ll see without these frames
And in the daylight, I don’t pick up my phone
Cause in the daylight, anywhere feels like home.”
–Matt & Kim

“Winners never quit, but winters never rest.”
–She & Him

“Let’s dance to Joy Division,
And celebrate the irony,
Everything is going wrong,
But we’re so happy.”
–Wombats

“No pain
inside
You’re my protection.
But how do I feel this good sober?”
–P!nk

“Should they kill me, your love will fill me as warm as the bullets, yeah.
I’ll know my purpose: this war was worth this. I won’t let you down…”
–Say Anything