Lyrics
I woke up with the sun hitting my face –
the walls, the light, the heat –
and you haven’t called since our last tirade.
I walk right down the street to the coffee place
to get drunk on something that clears my head.
It’s high noon.
Nowhere in the world we’d be a decent match,
nowhere else we would last.
Nowhere in the world we’d stand a minimal chance,
but in the heated afternoon of this town.
I toss and turn, I set the fan at max,
I get up, get a beer and ask
where the hell you’ve been for the last five hours.
You try to speak, I get tired of this
if it always ends up with one of us leaving.
Well, hello, keep your glass.
I trade you a kiss for a drink (I’m buying).
High noon. Hell bent. 100 proof and I have plans for you.
Nowhere in the world we’d be a decent match,
nowhere else we would last.
Nowhere in the world we’d stand a minimal chance,
but in the heated afternoon of this town.
Going to pick it up slowly.
Going to put it down hard.
He’s going to catch me if he can.
He’s a bad, bad man
and I’m his broken heart.
I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it could be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little drive-by dream.
I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it should be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little blue-eyed thief.
Don’t you want him when I’m good?
Don’t you want him when I’m not?
Good luck getting up.
This is not the road you want to go
after dark.
He’s a big, bad man
and I’m his hungry heart.
I know you want him when I’m gone.
I know you want him while I watch…
This is the sort of story
where the hero takes a twist
and then you’d better hurry,
hide your cards.
He’s a hell of a man
and I’m his cheating heart.
I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it could be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little drive-by dream.
I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it should be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little blue-eyed thief.
Save the girl,
save the story.
(You’re too late.)
No need to hurry now.
He’ll never find out now
— my little drive-by life
has gone live by night…
Hey, your love is fine.
Your love is dark on dark
and he’s running down my–
Hey, your love got caught!
Nothing like a twist
and a little bit of shame to get me.
I swear I’ll let him go,
’cause I’m wild, and I’ll
leave him sweet and broke
I don’t trust your love.
He doesn’t know his own strength, or…?
Maybe he does.
I couldn’t help myself,
so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.
I couldn’t help myself,
so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.
Hey, your love he swore,
and then he broke your heart and he bit my lip.
Said hey, love is hard,
and I like it rough I like it raw.
I like it too much!
It’s not mine.
And the bars are thick but the kisses are fine.
Said he’d let me go,
but then he took his time,
and your love–
He lied, he lied, he lied!
I couldn’t help myself,
so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.
I couldn’t help myself,
so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.
Fragile. Sullen.
Mine is a very sharp smile.
And I try to be “good”
— like it’s the opposite of “bad” —
but I get lost, and…
Darkness falls.
Because I want.
Because you watch.
Because I’m pacing
and trying not to touch.
Now you’ve got my attention…
You’ll never see me coming.
You’ll never see me leave.
And what happens, happens.
A lady never tells,
but! she’ll let you dream.
Wherever I go,
I leave it in the lines.
An indigo ghost
whispering down the wire:
Follow me, don’t come home,
I’ll be your lovely wicked thing
— “bad”, I know.
I want.
You watch.
I crave,
and I am trying not to touch.
Now you’ve got my attention…
You—
stay in your corner.
I—
will stay in mine.
Personnel
Jette Kelly: Vocals, lyrics.
Charlie T: Programming, bass, synths, lyrics.
Didi Gutman: Synths.
Carlos Imperatori: Guitar.
Mixed by Carlos Imperatori, Andrei Tosta and Didi Gutman.
Produced by Carlos Imperatori and Charlie T.
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