Thursday - The Lovesong Writer lyrics
[Thursday - The Lovesong Writer lyrics]
Sitting alone in the dark of the stadium
He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar
With the flick of his wrist
He turns words into melodies
Chords into church bells, fill up the alleys
Lovers entwine in the heat of the night
And by dawn are apart
In the shivering silences we (We, we, we)
Will pretend (We, we, we, we)
That it's all just made up
The songs that he writes are too personal
He can't play them for anyone
When he's all alone
The lovesong writer sings "O-o-o oh
Can anyone hear me now?"
No one hears him now
So he stumbles through syllables
Cut from their sentences
Lost letters call to him
Deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
(Pose for me now) you're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way
There's always a way out
There's always a way out
When he's all alone
The lovesong writer sings "O-o-o oh
Can anyone hear me now?"
But no one hears at all
The lovesong writer sit's all alone
When he hears the sound of
The knock at the door
50 red roses, falling apart
In the hands of someone
That you scripted and left behind
All of the others
Scorned by their lovers showed
Up at your door staring you down, they said:
"Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now"
"Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now"
No way out no way out
No way out no way out
He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar
With the flick of his wrist
He turns words into melodies
Chords into church bells, fill up the alleys
Lovers entwine in the heat of the night
And by dawn are apart
In the shivering silences we (We, we, we)
Will pretend (We, we, we, we)
That it's all just made up
The songs that he writes are too personal
He can't play them for anyone
When he's all alone
The lovesong writer sings "O-o-o oh
Can anyone hear me now?"
No one hears him now
So he stumbles through syllables
Cut from their sentences
Lost letters call to him
Deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
(Pose for me now) you're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way
There's always a way out
There's always a way out
When he's all alone
The lovesong writer sings "O-o-o oh
Can anyone hear me now?"
But no one hears at all
The lovesong writer sit's all alone
When he hears the sound of
The knock at the door
50 red roses, falling apart
In the hands of someone
That you scripted and left behind
All of the others
Scorned by their lovers showed
Up at your door staring you down, they said:
"Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now"
"Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now"
No way out no way out
No way out no way out