Says she's got it all.
I don't wanna be the one to tell her that she don't.
Late night, in a lonely city...
So hard, she tries to look pretty.
Boys don't even notice her though.
She's in need of attention so...
Lost and naked in the city again.
Intoxicated by a quarter to ten.
Lost and naked in the city again.
Begging for a piece of their attention.
Hot Hot Heat - Make Up the Breakdown Album Lyrics
Hot Hot Heat - Make Up the Breakdown Lyrics
Writer: DANTE NICHOLAS DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL GRANVILLE SCOTT HAWLEY, STEVEN AARON BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
No Not Now
Oh no, she's not a secret now.
But, nobody cares.
The wolves have smelled her scent.
Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard.
But, it all works out in the end.
Some of us would be trying too hard to begin lying.
But... but, it seems to all work out in the end.
Nobody likes a child who complains and I won't be that child anymore.
But, nobody cares.
The wolves have smelled her scent.
Some of us wouldn't be lying if we said were trying too hard.
But, it all works out in the end.
Some of us would be trying too hard to begin lying.
But... but, it seems to all work out in the end.
Nobody likes a child who complains and I won't be that child anymore.
Writer: DANTE DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL HAWLEY, STEVE BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Get In Or Get Out
He never thought that he would leave so soon.
Passed out in May, but then woke up June hanging over July.
Security! Security!
Beware: the cost of living is a one way fare.
I'm pulling the alarm, so get in or get out.
His polyester sticks out in the crowd.
It's true, there is such a thing as too loud -but I won't let him know.
White lipstick smeared upon my bathroom mirror.
He stuck me with the bill -but I don't care.
Ugly or pretty, it's still my city.
Make up your mind and get in or get out!
Say what you will, but get in or get out!
We never thought that he would leave this town.
We always that he would hang around getting old with the rest.
Jean jackets folded on his closet shelf.
The weather begs for leather coats... Ah well.
Passed out in May, but then woke up June hanging over July.
Security! Security!
Beware: the cost of living is a one way fare.
I'm pulling the alarm, so get in or get out.
His polyester sticks out in the crowd.
It's true, there is such a thing as too loud -but I won't let him know.
White lipstick smeared upon my bathroom mirror.
He stuck me with the bill -but I don't care.
Ugly or pretty, it's still my city.
Make up your mind and get in or get out!
Say what you will, but get in or get out!
We never thought that he would leave this town.
We always that he would hang around getting old with the rest.
Jean jackets folded on his closet shelf.
The weather begs for leather coats... Ah well.
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Bandages
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
These bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and bruises from regrets and mistakes
I've been hoping your moping around the street again
I've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap
I've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made
These bandages are anonymity
I've been shaking from making an awful decision
I've been running and running
feels like my head is spinning round and round, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
I've been hoping your moping around the street again
I've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap
I've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made
For you, of you, let's see what needles do
I've been shaking from making an awful decision
I've been thinking I'm drinking too many drinks all by myself
I've been running and running
Feels like my head is spinning round and round, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it will all turn around,
around, around, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
These bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and bruises from regrets and mistakes
I've been hoping your moping around the street again
I've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap
I've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made
These bandages are anonymity
I've been shaking from making an awful decision
I've been running and running
feels like my head is spinning round and round, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
I've been hoping your moping around the street again
I've been tripping from sipping the dripping dirty water tap
I've been poking a voodoo doll that you do not know I made
For you, of you, let's see what needles do
I've been shaking from making an awful decision
I've been thinking I'm drinking too many drinks all by myself
I've been running and running
Feels like my head is spinning round and round, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it's all under control
Don't worry now, don't worry now, don't worry cause it will all turn around,
around, around, around, around, around, around, around
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Up and down on my legs and my arms from you
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Bandages, bandages, bandages
Writer: BRYAN PATRICK CAMPBELL, MATTHEW JOHN TOKARSKY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Oh Goddamnit
Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives.
I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
white collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game. No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations...
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
white collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
"Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
If you've got just one, then slam it.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
Expect a rivalry.
Shot down -it's just such a shame.
I'm losing at this game. No fair!
Why don't you seem to care.
Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
based upon truth or dare decision making.
No faking.
I end up taking karate.
She's naughty... I call shotty!
My body will never live up to these expectations...
I still make invitations.
Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.
Writer: DANTE NICHOLAS DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL GRANVILLE SCOTT HAWLEY, STEVEN AARON BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Aveda
I got my head shaved for her
Because she told me it would do all the right things for my identity.
I never knew that it would
I never knew that it could
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
Hold me down Aveda!
Hold me down, it feels so right.
All I know is what I've been told.
I got all done up for her
Because she told me it would do something to correct my identity.
I never knew that I should
I never knew that I would
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
I can't articulate it; consistently frustrated
Her discontent over my identity.
I never knew that it would
I never knew that it could
I never knew because it makes no difference.
Because she told me it would do all the right things for my identity.
I never knew that it would
I never knew that it could
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
Hold me down Aveda!
Hold me down, it feels so right.
All I know is what I've been told.
I got all done up for her
Because she told me it would do something to correct my identity.
I never knew that I should
I never knew that I would
I think perhaps because it makes no difference.
I can't articulate it; consistently frustrated
Her discontent over my identity.
I never knew that it would
I never knew that it could
I never knew because it makes no difference.
Writer: DANTE DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL HAWLEY, STEVE BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
This Town
Gonna walk right through this town
and laugh with a crowd of strangers chasing me.
Never stop to look behind my back,
so tell me what they said
because I fear my life's in danger now in this town.
How did you get to my motel -do tell soon.
Gonna walk right through this town again
with a crowd of strangers watching me,
picking every little thing apart.
So, tell me what they said
because I get attitude from this town -in this town.
How did you get to this town?
...Through this town?
Gonna walk right through this town again
knowing that I'm only here tonight.
Never cared to stop and say hello;
so, tell me what they said
because I don't have time to hang around in this town.
Maybe... maybe I should think to stay.
Maybe I won't ever return.
Maybe... maybe I should stop and play.
Gonna walk right through this town again.
But, all I know is I really should be on my way.
Wouldn't mind one more night in town.
and laugh with a crowd of strangers chasing me.
Never stop to look behind my back,
so tell me what they said
because I fear my life's in danger now in this town.
How did you get to my motel -do tell soon.
Gonna walk right through this town again
with a crowd of strangers watching me,
picking every little thing apart.
So, tell me what they said
because I get attitude from this town -in this town.
How did you get to this town?
...Through this town?
Gonna walk right through this town again
knowing that I'm only here tonight.
Never cared to stop and say hello;
so, tell me what they said
because I don't have time to hang around in this town.
Maybe... maybe I should think to stay.
Maybe I won't ever return.
Maybe... maybe I should stop and play.
Gonna walk right through this town again.
But, all I know is I really should be on my way.
Wouldn't mind one more night in town.
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Talk To Me Dance With Me
You are my only girl, but you're not my owner girl.
Talk to me... dance with me here in the spotlight, girl.
Talk to me... dance with me here.
You're the spotlight girl.
So perfect you paint it... yet so manipulated.
So calm and so patient... yet oh so calculated.
So safe and comforting... this doesn't feel like flirting.
So fun I'm distracted... forgot you keep track of it.
Talk to me... dance with me here in the spotlight, girl.
Talk to me... dance with me here.
You're the spotlight girl.
So perfect you paint it... yet so manipulated.
So calm and so patient... yet oh so calculated.
So safe and comforting... this doesn't feel like flirting.
So fun I'm distracted... forgot you keep track of it.
Writer: DANTE NICHOLAS DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL GRANVILLE SCOTT HAWLEY, STEVEN AARON BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Save Us S.O.S.
You got to save us! S-O-S!
I'm out of gas. I'm out out of touch.
Shipwrecked ferry... marry me -or take me out to lunch.
No, I won't be coming home.
Tell her that I still am on the road.
Make sure she knows that I would change it if I could.
There's an exit door and it won't open up for me!
There's an exit door and it won't open up!
You see? I heard a tick-tock, tick-tock, tick... talk to you on the phone.
Ring-Ring... though I know that nobody's home.
Why not? Why not I ask?
Why can't we be creative?
Why can't we be together?
I'm out of gas. I'm out out of touch.
Shipwrecked ferry... marry me -or take me out to lunch.
No, I won't be coming home.
Tell her that I still am on the road.
Make sure she knows that I would change it if I could.
There's an exit door and it won't open up for me!
There's an exit door and it won't open up!
You see? I heard a tick-tock, tick-tock, tick... talk to you on the phone.
Ring-Ring... though I know that nobody's home.
Why not? Why not I ask?
Why can't we be creative?
Why can't we be together?
Writer: DANTE DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL HAWLEY, STEVE BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
In Cairo
Walking oh so slowly.
Don't know anybody.
Feels like I'm in Cairo.
Talking oh so quickly.
Please explain what they mean.
Taking matters too light.
How did this start a fight.
Why did I tie them tight?
Double knotted tonight.
I guess this must be Cairo.
Diamonds and brass hid behind painted glass in the heart of Cairo.
Sinking in way too deep.
I won't care what they think once I've left for Cairo.
Thinking about it too hard.
Shouldn't take this too far or I'll end up in Cairo.
How did I find my back in... Cairo?
Don't know anybody.
Feels like I'm in Cairo.
Talking oh so quickly.
Please explain what they mean.
Taking matters too light.
How did this start a fight.
Why did I tie them tight?
Double knotted tonight.
I guess this must be Cairo.
Diamonds and brass hid behind painted glass in the heart of Cairo.
Sinking in way too deep.
I won't care what they think once I've left for Cairo.
Thinking about it too hard.
Shouldn't take this too far or I'll end up in Cairo.
How did I find my back in... Cairo?
Writer: DANTE DECARO, DUSTIN PATRICK HAWTHORNE, PAUL HAWLEY, STEVE BAYS
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Make Up the Breakdown is the debut album by Hot Hot Heat, following the release of the Knock Knock Knock EP. It was released on October 8, 2002. It was ranked the 20th best album of the year on Pitchfork's Top 50 Albums of 2002.
Performed By:
Hot Hot HeatGenre(s): Art punk, indie rock, new wave, emo
Producer(s): Hot Hot Heat, Jack Endino
Length: 32:00
Released: October 8th, 2002
Year: 2002