Another Damn Love Song-Thea Gilmore

I don't want to talk about it I don't want to join the ranks Of all those other starry-eyed cartoons Guess I'll just keep quiet about it View the day through grey And turn the contrast down on every happy tune But it's a case of synaesthesia I'd do anything to please you Every colour leads me back to you How did I get here How did I find you How did a skeptic go so wrong How do I make it How did I go and Write another damn love song There's so much to occupy us Keep us fat and pacified Each century writes its own epitaph We're the frozen generation Indifference stirred with hot impatience Plotting our decline there on a graph Same old story X and Y I can't ignore God knows I've tried Keep tripping on the better side of you How did I get here How did I find you How did a skeptic go so wrong How do I make it How did I go and Write another damn love song I'm not meant to be this light I'm sarcasm and dynamite God it was so black and white before The rags of night would dry my eyes Collected murderous alibis Not ready for that bright surprise you brought How did I get here How did I find you How did a skeptic go so wrong How do I make it How did I go and Write another damn love song