Lonely Women

by TV Girl

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released 18 June 2013

All songs written, recorded, mixed and mastered by the band.
Additional Vocals by Ally Hasche on tracks 1,2,3, and 5
Additional vocals by Mat Cothran and Rachel Levy on Track 1

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Track Name: She Smokes in Bed
Mary’s wiping ashes from her clothes
Blackened matches strewn across the floor
The smoke rose slowly and was pushed out by the vent
The guiding light was just the tip of her cigarette
She smokes in bed

Mary doesn’t care about herself
So what chance is there for anybody else
Sometimes I wonder about the heartache that lies ahead
Any day now she’ll set fire to her head
She smokes in bed

Nervous neighbors peeping through the blinds
Piercing sirens cutting through the night
Molten rubble settling to rest
They searched for hours
There wasn’t anybody left
She smoked in bed
Track Name: Laura
Well I’ve been sitting on this couch
Feeling kinda bored and uninspired

Writing thinly veiled fiction for the soul
And feeling like a liar

I’ve been thinking about you, Laura
And thinking about the songs that you sing

And how you sang with such conviction
I almost forgot they weren’t for me

And I know you’re from another planet
And you’re crazy as a loon
But it’s too cold down here on Earth
To go up on the roof

But I’ll feel a little less alone
When I’m sitting in my room

Writing songs about you

Well I’ve been lying in this bed
Trying once again to find my muse

But if we’re only gonna die
Or worse get middle aged
Then what’s the use?

Still I remember what you said
How it’d be when you were dead and gone

And you are and here I am
Living proof that someone’s world had carried on

And I know you’re from another planet
And you’re crazy as a loon
But it’s too cold down here on Earth
To go up on the roof

But I’ll feel a little less alone
When I’m sitting in my room
Writing songs about you
Track Name: My Girlfriend
My girlfriend gets so depressed
She never leaves the house
She doesn’t even get dressed

My girlfriend always leaves a mess
She says she’s gonna to clean
But she always forgets

My girlfriend is there when I get home
Watching movies on TV
Or talking on the phone

Sometimes I wanna leave
But I’ve got nowhere to go
But hey nobodies perfect
No one wants to be alone

My girlfriend is so unimpressed
By everything I say
You can see it in her face

I don’t say much
I just hope and pray
There’s been some big mistake
And buy her flowers just in case

And I don’t mind it
When she goes out with her friends
And they drop her off drunk
And I take her up to bed

She’s say I’m sorry
And I kiss her on the head
And everything is fine
Until the morning comes again

I remember when we were in high school
I took her to the dance
We snuck out to the bleachers
And I thought that I might take a chance

But it never does any long-term good
To go thinking about the past
Goddamn this wandering mind of mine
That can’t be happy with what it has

But I’m not mad
And sometimes we still laugh
And when she’s just getting up
And the sun hits her right
She doesn’t even look half bad
Track Name: Easier to Cry
Cigarette between her fingers
And a drink in her hand
She thought about the times
When her looks were still in demand

And wondered where the time had gone
When did everything go wrong
No more flowers at her door
No more phone calls to wait up for

And she just wanted to die
But it was easier to cry

Remembered fingers running through her hair as she wept
Got up to fix another drink
And cursed the memory she kept
When Jack would ease her heavy heart
And Jim would keep her from the dark

Woke up in her clothes and she smiled
And said romance was out of style
She just wanted to die
But it was easier to cry

They’re just tears for the cause
Tracks for the lost
Betrayed by the heart
Waiting for sorrow to dissolve

But it’s so easy to cry
Track Name: Melanie
Melanie looks a lot like Stephanie
She looks a lot like Jane
Who looks a lot like Amy
Who looks a lot like Emily

Melanie, I wonder what she’s telling me now
How she’s twenty grand in dept
Or someone famous that she slept with
Or how everybody loves her
Or what drugs she doesn’t take

I don’t really know why I talk to her
I guess cause she has big fat eyes
And swallows awkward silences
So you don’t even have to try
Besides she never really talks to you
She’s always looking across the room
At someone who just came inside

Melanie
How the hell did she get to be
The way that she is
How could anyone ever say they really loved her
I feel sorry for her unborn kids

Melanie
Looking so heavenly
She’s nature’s great creation
She better be
She has no female friends
And she’s not much for conversation

Melanie
Are you really as mentally as dead as you seem
I want to rip you apart at the seams
Just to know what’s inside
But I’m afraid of what I’ll see

I know I know I know I know
She’ll be in the front row at the show
She used to date someone in the band
She drinks until she can hardly stand
Some sucker holds her hand
While she throws up in the van
Melanie
How the hell did she get to be
The way that she is
How could anyone ever say they really loved her
I feel sorry for her unborn kids

Melanie
Looks a lot like Bethany
She looks a lot like Tiffany
She looks a lot like Natalie

They ought to put you away
Because you’re too good looking
They ought to put you in chains
Before you get your hooks in
They ought to smack you around
They ought to cut off your tongue
They ought to shave off your eyebrows
And send you to a nun
They ought to get you a job
Cause you have too much fun
They ought to carve you in marble
And sell you by the ton