if you had told me this time last year
that i would be standing here...
it's like i said "hey, shoot your shot"
and then the world said "...hold my beer."
i think i've set personal records
with the sportsmanship i've shown,
and you could notch up my whole bedpost
with the chances i have blown.
new year; same deal.
at this price, you'd consider it a steal.
i could have warned you, you had better things to do
than sit around and listen to me do my spiel--
if you need to go now, that's real.
the ghost of drama yet to come
leans on my ikea bookshelf;
i'm nothing but a mirage,
a shallow husk of my former self.
if i appear to you in dream,
then you must exorcise restraint:
i look like a manic pixie dream girl, but,
babe, you know i ain't.
new year; same deal.
at this price, you'd consider it a steal.
i could have warned you, you had better things to do
than sit around and listen to me do my spiel--
if you need to go now, that's real.
i could have gone by now,
but you gave me nothing to go by!
i just meant to do you a solid,
not give you the evil eye!
new year; same deal.
at this price, you'd consider it a steal.
i could have warned you, you had better things to do
than sit around and listen to me do my spiel--
if you need to go now, that's real.
...if you need to go now, that's real!
credits
from OPT OUT,
released October 16, 2019
vox/guitar/mandolin/tambourine - Susanna Smash
bass - Willow L. Wisp
L.A.'s Smokescreens recall the moment when post-punk transformed into indie pop on their David Kilgour-produced full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2020