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Field Game
02:57
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All I have to offer you is anything you want
As much as you can take from me is what I’m giving up
That’s what I said before I hid my face beneath my palms
I’m trying to go fast for you, it’s too late to stay calm
Man, I love to watch you run in circles over me
But she’s the one who fucked you up, and I just can’t compete
In that case, I’ll run this race while she’s still close behind
She’s handed off her old baton, I’ll run the second mile
We could be on the same team if we agreed to that
Let’s level out the playing field, leave our clothes in the grass
And anyone who plays at all gets mud stuck to their back
We’re gonna have a lot more fun if we get past the past
Man, I love to watch you run in circles over me
But he’s the one that I still love, and damn, he’s got you beat
In that case, I’ll run this race while he’s between the lines
I’m going for the other school against those suckers’ cries
I’ll run the second mile
I’ll run the second mile
I’ll run the second mile, I’ll run the second mile,
I’ll run the second mile, I’ll run the second mile
Man, I love to watch you run in circles over me
And when we’ve got no referee, we’ve got no way to cheat
In that case, let’s run this race ‘fore we run out of time
The clock ticks on the jumbotron, we’re free for just a while
Let’s run the second mile
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2. |
Neutral, Baby
03:39
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I hit the playlist and burst into song
You roll your eyes ‘cause you won’t sing along
You check your feed for ten minutes and sigh
I try to space out as you stare at blue light
You talk about Molly, not a hint of apology
In your voice can be found
When I step right up in front of your face
You just say “chill out”
You’re so neutral, baby
I wish I could be as indifferent as you are when you
Talk sweet to me
You’re lukewarm as can be
You’re so neutral, baby
I wish I could be as indifferent as you are but I
Knock you out with every word
Even if you like me, I could never be your girl
I’d like to see you completely undone
Kicking and screaming for something you want
Get out of your bed, boy, ‘cause you’ve got to get in touch
If you think I’m exhausting, you should just try waking up
You talk about Anna like there’s nothing to care about
Anymore, you’d be wrong
When I wrap my arms around your neck
You just shrug me off
You’re so neutral, baby
I wish I could be as indifferent as you are when you
Talk sweet to me
You’re lukewarm as can be
You’re so neutral, baby
I wish I could be as indifferent as you are but I
Knock you out with every word
Even if you like me, I could never be your
So neutral, baby, ah
You’re so neutral, darling
Even if you like me, I could never be your girl
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3. |
The College Visit
04:10
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I'm a digger from your topsoil to bedrock
When I get there I don't stop
There's always something to unearth
So even when we've gotta go on out and part ways
Even if I give you permission to go play
I'm still a digger girl
I've gotta know the whole entire man
So if I get a break, I sure have got a plan:
I'll drive out to your campus in my '54 Bel Air
I'll find your student body and I'll ask round 'bout your name
And if it's said you’ve had success with new West Texas girls
I'll flash a smirk, I won’t be hurt
‘Cause I taught the things you learned
In your diploma frame I know you're gonna find life
I'd think I'd really like to meet your wife
When you settle down in a Frank Lloyd Wright house—yeah, right
I wanna know all your plans and hopes and dreams and if you made it rich
But just for now, I've got to know this other bitch
I'll drive out to your campus in my '54 Bel Air
I'll find your student body and I'll ask round 'bout your name
And if it's said you’ve had success with New Mexico girls
I'd still want to know who the hell they are
Just to get a visual
You've got your need for softer things, ah
You've got your need away from me, ah
You've got your need, ah
Oh, you’ve got your need, ah
You're got your need, wish it was still for me
But I'm in Michigan
I'm stuck in Traverse City
With the Texas blues again
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4. |
The Entourage
03:11
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Come and join the entourage!
Every girl brings her own dish to his potluck
Come and join the entourage!
It's all fun and games 'til you're sick to your stomach
We're like his shelf of books, his deck of cards
Or his collection of Matchbox cars
Will it be Alexis tonight or be Nancy?
Whatever will suit his particular fancy
There's Anna with breasts, Juliana's got hips
There’s Madison with all her babysit tricks
We sit in his head until we flip his switch
He conjures the image of one of us up
And up he goes, feeling it all for us
The girl in the forest, the clerk at the store
The swimming instructor, the spinster, the stranger
All of us lie in a jumbled up pile
And wait 'til he sorts us, contorts us to be what he likes
You, you might be one of us.
You, you might be one of us.
We matter so little, we haunt you at night
He cares for us hardly, but you learned the hard way
That Savannah, Miss Anderson, Caroline and I
Make him conjure the feeling of one of us down
And down where he feels it, it's loud, we're loud
The girl by the pool, the school principal
We may not be real but we make him feel magic
How fun to go frolic in his curvy mind
And you'll never know if you're one of us—
You, you might be one of us.
You, you might be one of us.
Come and join the entourage!
Every girl brings her own dish to his potluck
Come and join the entourage!
It's all fun and games 'til you're sick to your stomach, my girl.
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Bryn Battani Minneapolis, Minnesota
Slyly intense and disarmingly earnest, Bryn weaves clever, tongue-in-cheek lyrics with vibrant arrangements. Influenced by artists like Fiona Apple, Andrew Bird and Regina Spektor, she supports her lyrical craftsmanship with genre-bending chamber pop arrangements and folk instrumentation colored by her Austin, Texas roots. ... more
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