Lauren Mayberry - Vicious Creature Lyrics
Something In The Air
Crashed into a man on a mission
Hands up in my face
Instead of acting surprised or questioning why
I say "you're a little late"
Eye for an eye, X marks the spot
Will I atone for my mistakes?
Am I sobering up? Will I be pious enough?
And build castles for a saint?
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
"Go to hell or go home
Or you will die on your own"
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories
Of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who's happy
But why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Don't want to spend today obsessively wishing
To know what happens next
If you want to believe
Then that's your prerogative
I wish you the very best
But there it goes, that funny feeling
Reeling me back in
Can't tell if it's a blessing or a sin
You come up with your stories
Conspiracy theories
Of why we're all here
Oh, I just want to be someone
Someone who's happy
But why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Screaming through a red, a white, a blue megaphone
"Go to hell or go home
Or you will die on your own"
I just want to be someone
Someone who's happy
But why do you even care?
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
Must be something in the air-air-air-air-air
Something in the air-air-air-air-air
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
All that static down the megaphone
Too much noise might leave you on your own
Writer: Dan McDougall, Lauren Mayberry
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Crocodile Tears
You pick up the phone to start a chain reaction
I'm ringing my bell, I'm hanging on the ropes
Been trying my best to show you some compassion
Give you an inch, I'm slipping down the slope
I wish you would stop yourself from calling me every time
You need validation for the qualities you wanna hide
Maybe I'm a villain, but I find it kind of thrilling when you cry
Cry
Crocodile tears running down your face
Oh, what a man will say just to get his way
Always crying wolf so I'm sad to say
That I don't really want to hear it
I don't really want to hear it from you, babe
I run like a rabbit when you need a distraction
You'll be the snare for me to hang my head
You find it fun but I don't see the attraction
I'm sick of it now, I'm going to kill it dead
I wish you would stop yourself from calling me every time
You need validation for the qualities you wanna hide
Maybe I'm a villain but I find it kind of thrilling when you cry
Cry
Crocodile tears running down your face
Oh, what a man will say just to get his way
Always crying wolf so I'm sad to say
That I don't really want to hear it
I don't really want to hear it from you, babe
Yeah, yeah
I'm tired of talking about it
You, you
You'll learn to live without it
Yeah, yeah
So hush your mouth until you do
Do
Crocodile tears running down your face
Oh, what a man will say just to get his way
Always crying wolf so I'm sad to say
That I don't really want to hear it
I don't really want to hear it from you, babe
(Crocodile tears)
(What a man will say)
(All this crying wolf)
(I don't really wanna hear it)
I don't really wanna hear it from you, babe
Writer: Lauren Eve Mayberry, Matthew Koma, Ethan Gruska
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Shame
Wash your mouth out
Speak only when spoken to
Pure devotion
Make sure that it doesn't bruise
What a shame, shame
It's the shame, it's the shame game
In the den of a lion
All the same, same
Different names, never gonna change
But I swear that I'm trying
I feel schizophrenic, how poetic
Romanticize all the pain
How pathetic
Drinking gasoline and calling me the flame
Baby, I'm a hypocrite I'll take you to the grave
Oh, what a shame
Tell me sweet things
Just enough to make me beg
I'll learn to like it
Or at least that's what you said
What a shame, shame
It's the shame, it's the shame game
In the den of a lion
All the same, same
Different names, never gonna change
But I swear that I'm trying
I feel schizophrenic, how poetic
Romanticize all the pain
How pathetic
Drinking gasoline and calling me the flame
Baby, I'm a hypocrite I'll take you to the grave
Oh, what a shame
How embarrassing to get this far and never really change (change)
I know you are what you eat
But it's the taste that keeps me tame (tame)
We both know I'm a hypocrite
I'll take you to the grave (shame)
(Shame, shame, it's a shame, shame)
I feel schizophrenic, how poetic
Romanticize all the pain (shame)
How pathetic
Drinking gasoline and calling me the flame
Baby, I'm a hypocrite I'll take you to the grave (shame)
Oh, what a shame
Oh, what a shame
Oh, what a shame
Writer: Caroline Pennell, Griffin Goldsmith, Lauren Mayberry, Matthew Bair
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Anywhere But Dancing
Downing all the gossip under neon lights
Sweating through a t-shirt on a Tuesday night
A pirouette to reel in
Heart to heart, and skin on skin
Hands beneath a T-shirt on a Tuesday night
I've been searching for the airs and the graces
I've been looking down the river of changes
I stare into the mirror to find the face you used to wear
But it isn't there
And now he takes you anywhere but dancing
Anywhere but dancing
All the greatest stories are in black and white
And the colours havе been fading on the edge of minе
Eye to eye, to and fro
Are we ever going to go
Tripping the light fantastic on a Tuesday night?
I've been searching for the airs and the graces
I've been looking down the river of changes
I stare into the mirror to find face you used to wear
But it isn't there
And now he takes you anywhere but dancing
Anywhere but dancing
And I don't know what is worse
The kindness or the curse
Of dancing on my own
I've been searching for the airs and the graces
I've been looking down the river of changes
I stare into the mirror to find the face you used to wear
But it isn't there
And now he takes you anywhere but dancing
Anywhere but dancing
Ooh, anywhere but dancing
Anywhere but dancing
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Punch Drunk
Seems I've been weakened at the knees
To fall in love is a disease
I've been feeling quite unwell
I've got a skull that's full of dreams
I've stitched you in between my seams
It's been perfect; it's been hell
Punch-drunk
Punch-drunk
I'm not this crazy, I swear to God
No, heaven knows. I'm really not
Tied you up just for a joke
I crack your head to see your thoughts, your memories
Forget me not
Starry-eyed, I might choke
Punch-drunk (Ooh)
Punch-drunk (Ooh)
Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends and
Kiss me quick, catch your breath and go again
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends
It makes me sick and I hope it never ends
Just like a peach, you're sickly sweet
I bite the lip that's feeding me
Screaming, "You're the one for me"
So close the lock, swallow the key
Promise you'll me never set me free
Baby, please
Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends and
Kiss me quick, catch your breath and go again
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends
Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends and
Kiss me quick, catch your breath and go again
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends
It makes me sick and I hope it never ends
Punch-drunk
Punch-drunk
Punch-drunk
It makes me sick and I hope it never ends
Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends and
Kiss me quick, catch your breath and go again
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends
Kiss me quick, drive me right around the bend (Punch-drunk)
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends and (Punch-drunk)
Kiss me quick, catch your breath and go again (Punch-drunk)
I'm punch-drunk, baby, I hope it never ends
Seems I've been weakened at the knees
To fall in love is a disease
I've been feeling quite unwell
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Oh, Mother
Dress me up, take me to school
Parties with birthday balloons
And you teach me about all the bad and good
Oh, Mother, I couldn't do without you
Swimming pools and your deep blue eyes
Put pennies in 'til I won a prize
I nearly tripped and fell, but you caught me twice
Oh, Mother, I couldn't do without you
Oh, Mother, I couldn't do without you
Temper tantrums with makeup on
Headphones in, I know you hate this song
And you call to me, but I'm already gone
Oh, Mother, I could do without you
Brand new city and a worn out flat
Late night noises with the cider and black
And all these broken promises I'll call you back
Oh, Mother, I could do without you
Oh, Mothеr, I could do without you
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Making my bed in a wooden house
Thinking about if makе you proud
And it kills me to know you won't be around
Oh, Mother, what will I do without you?
If only I could go back in time
I'd stay a little longer and make things right
But for now, I'll call you to say goodnight
Oh, Mother, what will I do without you?
Oh, Mother, what will I do without you?
Oh, Mother, what will I do without you?
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sorry, Etc
I killed myself to be one of the boys
I lost my head to be one of the boys
I bit my tongue to be one of the boys
I sold my soul to be one of the boys
Ego trip make the big man bigger
Look at you now, you're a bonafide figure
You paint your face, what a glorified sinner
It sh-sh-shimmers
It's only wrong if you do it and you get caught
Don't cry, we're just getting to the good part
What happened? You were being such a good sport
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
Synthetic adoration
Big beats and smoking guns
Wash off the information
Are you still having fun?
I killеd myself to be one of thе boys
I lost my head to be one of the boys
I bit my tongue to be one of the boys
I sold my soul to be one of the boys
It's only wrong if you do it and you get caught
Don't cry, we're just getting to the good part
What happened? You were being such a good sport
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
I'm sorry, etc, I'm sorry, etc
Ego trip make the big man bigger
Look at you now, you're a bonafide figure
You paint your face, what a glorified sinner
It shimmers
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Change Shapes
It's exhausting trying so hard all the time
Performative hypocrisy took over my mind
I'm a doll inside a box
With a ball and a chain
I bend over backwards, tiptoe along every wire
Guess I'm quite the actress, no one knows I'm a liar
I'm preaching to the choir
I'm a body for hire
(Ah)
And I think you should know
I change shapes 'til I get what I want from you
It's your game, now you're mad that I learned the rules
I change shapes, I change shapes for you (ooh, ah)
I change shapes 'til I get what I need from you
We're all snakes, but what else is a girl supposed to do?
I change shapes, but you never do (ooh)
It makes me nauseous waiting for slips of the tongue
God, I know you love it when you're eating your young
It's a really bad habit
Playing dead and dumb
It's a precaution, playing a smile on a loop
Specific choreography for jumping through hoops
I'm a masochist, a martyr
Who won't stop turning the screw
(Ah)
And I think you should know
I change shapes 'til I get what I want from you
It's your game, now you're mad that I learned the rules
I change shapes, I change shapes for you (ooh, ah)
I change shapes 'til I get what I need from you
We're all snakes, but what else is a girl supposed to do?
I change shapes, but you never do (ooh)
I've been foolish, let you fool me twice
Wonder what would happen if you learned to play nice
So now I'm running, gonna roll that dice
Wonder what would happen if you changed
Yeah, right
I change shapes 'til I get what I want from you
It's your game, now you're mad that I learned the rules
I change shapes, I change shapes for you (ooh, ah)
I change shapes 'til I get what I need from you
We're all snakes, but what else is a girl supposed to do?
I change shapes, but you never do
Writer: Cleo Tighe, Evan Blair, Lauren Mayberry, Matthew Koma
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Mantra
I want to trace your geography
Want to chew up every chapter, every verse
Your kind of pride is my pornography
I'll obsess over you like you are the first
I will say the mantra 'til it is a curse
It might make me better if it makes you worse
You can keep your body
I just want your place in the world
Will it happen if I say it
Over and over and over and over?
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
Wish I could drink your biology
Instead of pressing my lips up against the glass
I'll take back my past apologies
Hoping these words can instead act as my last
I will say the mantra 'til it is a curse
It might make mе better if it makes you worsе
You can keep your body
I just want your place in the world
Will it happen if I say it
Over and over and over and over?
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
I want, I want, I want it
With a voice that never could quite command respect
You won't hear me coming through all the noise
With my fingers closing in around your neck
I will seek you only to destroy
With a voice that never could quite command respect
You won't hear me coming through all the noise
With my fingers closing in around your neck
I will seek you only to destroy
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
A Work Of Fiction
Summertime
Spent bending truths and bodies
Whispers in hotel lobbies
Perfect crime
Things you said
That first caught my attention
Were laced with pretension
But I didn't see it then
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
So naïve
I fretted over smile lines
Scraped meanings out of star signs
Treading time
"We'll be fine" became my benediction
A sacred premonition to make you sweet again
What if all I want is a work of fiction?
A way to run away from my own ambition
I know denial's an odd addiction
I kept playing the game
Nostalgia is such a vicious creature
Another way to say that you fear the future
I see it now as a different picture
Fading frame by frame
Silver tongue best left unsung
I use these days as a method of correction
For how I lived when I was young
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Sunday Best
God bless destruction of an ego
The condemnation of your pride
'Cause it's quite freeing to hit the ground and take it in your stride
Choose what to keep and leave behind
The contradictions that you can't change
Big blackout nights and dark red skies
The imitation of a life you'd love but never tried
Is what you'll hunger for in time
Hold on, don't forget
Careful with words left unsaid
I'll look for you in your Sunday best
And you can remind me it ends
The kind of sex that requires sadness
Is not a way to spend your time
Don't walk on eggshеlls if you're not the shy, retiring kind
Don't bеtray your body or your mind
A declaration of forgiveness
A celebration of desire
The sweet seduction of the sand inside an hourglass
A ticking clock hung on a wire
Hold on, don't forget
Careful with words left unsaid
I'll look for you in your Sunday best
And you can remind me it ends
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Keep thinking one day maybe I will find the beauty in goodbye
See the sweetness in the knowing that we really tried
Stories bought with broken ribs, taste of sugar on your lips
The kind of feeling that you haven't had since were kids
Silver linings in defeat, pavement cracks beneath your feet
The kind of love you hold onto until you find out what it means
I'm thinking one day maybe I will find the freedom in goodbye
Find the solace in the promise that you really tried
Hold on, don't forget
Careful with words left unsaid
I'll look for you in your Sunday best
And you can remind me it ends
Writer: Lauren Eve Mayberry, Greg Kurstin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Are You Awake?
Are you awake? I've been thinkin' through some things
Been countin' their babies and their diamond wedding rings
Are you awake? I feel a sadness in my skin
It happens sometimes now
Are you awake? I don't remember when we last spoke
I probably overshared or made some tasteless joke
Are you awake? I miss the streetlights and the smoke
It happens sometimes now
Please, give me a sign
Give me a Hollywood line
Some feelings don't fade away with space and time
It's a state of mind
It's just a state of mind
Hometown hero is a poisoned chalice choice
If they don't love you you're just destined to disappoint
Are you awake? I miss the texture of your voice
It happens more often now
Please, give me a sign
Give me a Hollywood line
Some feelings don't fade away with space and time
It's a state of mind
It's just a state of mind
Some of the feelings fade with space and time
It's a state of mind
It's just a state of mind
It's just a state of mind
Writer: Lauren Mayberry, Matthew Koma, Tobias Jesso Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC