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1.
Good Morning 02:15
2.
Shelf Life 04:43
I am not a conquest.  You didn’t pay me. Please, I am not your whore. I’m not as cute on the inside so keep dressing me up like a doll  or I am bound to disappoint you.  We are all just actors in this play Some of us are method and I’m afraid I’m afraid to show you. I’m afraid to be fully portrayed.  cause I am hideous, its not just a character I play.  I want you to have this memory Of when I was perfect in your mind Before you ever knew me at all.  Put me on the shelf I look so pretty behind the glass I don’t want you to see what becomes of me You are not my problem Don’t be so narcissistic If you were my problem You would be long gone  You are not my savior I don't need a savior If this were such a quick fix Don't you think I would have fixed it by now
3.
Vacant Lot 03:25
Thin line climbing up my back He filled it with water, it turned into a crack The walls start to crumble, foundation is gone I’m just a vacant lot now The levies were leaking and I couldn’t see Till the water was seeping and running towards me I wanted to run but the ground starts to give The wood’s given in to rot now He was the storm that took me down Swoll up my arms and pinned me to the ground I’ll never build my home again In a volatile town such a volatile town I’m just a vacant lot now
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Tell me a story, Tell me a story I don’t want to know the truth Tell me, Tell me a lie Tell me a lie, Tell me a lie Take this non-fiction, Change it’s Depiction I don’t want to tell the truth Write me, Write me a line Write me a line, Write me a line I don’t know what I should do Why don’t we just re-write the truth, make it new We can pretend there’s nothing wrong As long as we’re listening to our songs nothing’s wrong, nothing’s right, nothing’s wrong Let’s go back to when we were kids And undo the awful things that we did You were an angel child, I was an angel child We’d make mama sigh with our fingers like knives Spend most of our lives on thin ice The blood that you let was warm and red It kept me healthy strong and fed I hated you, how I hated you We’d make daddy cry with out mouth full of spite Spend all of our lives, trying to take all of it back
5.
Mouth 03:08
The lump in your throat is enormous and obvious I can’t tell if your sick or your scared. God it hurts my Mouth The look on my face says I’m sorry you love me You look starved, I can count all your bones God it hurts my Mouth God it hurts my Mouth When I speak out against her When my skins falling off and the flowers are dead On the grave where you left them to try to forget But you can’t your a wreck you’ll just lie in that bed And I’ll be lying with you. God it hurts my Mouth To tear you into pieces

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released July 30, 2012

recorded at Galaxy Smith Studios, Brooklyn, NY
engineered by Jason Desiderio
mastered by Luke Sullivan
photo by Mike Falco

Vocals, Various Pianos - Laura Bridget
Drums, Vocals - Kyle Thompson
Cello - Ana Karina DaCosta

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