we can't pretend that we're in love
because we're not and you're full of
shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
you're full of shit
you cannot stop calling me names
you say it's all part of the game
even though sticks sticks and stones stones stones won't break break break my bones they'll break my heart
so lets play mercy
stop squeezing when you hurt me
do you wanna hurt me?
because i wanna play mercy
we are heartless offenders
i think it's time that we surrender
give it up
my heartless offender
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Another great album - dean wareham, joanna gruesome, lonely tourist, dorotea, the chills, manhattan love suicides & spearmint are all highlights but the whole lot is pretty darn great really martin kiosk
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The name of this album perfectly encapsulates everything I love about Elizabeth's musical output from the Darlings to Allo Darlin' to these precious songs: an unyielding optimism that is never naive, and by being so, becomes wildly contagious. Some music tells you that "everything will be ok", but her music actually makes you believe it, even when the lyrics hint at doubt. Michael Feck