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good at first dates
03:59
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Thursday’s good for me
Is Thursday good for you
Thai food’s fine by me
I’m into Indian too
Are we going to a museum
Or to see your friend’s band
Do they have a bar there
Fuck that’s so far man
It’s so hard to find
Outfits I haven’t worn
Can we push it back
My closet’s out on the floor
But why do I go through this dance
Just to find the right pants
If they haven’t seen me
It’s another first meeting
But I’ll still bring my all
Tick the right boxes
Tell the right stories
Be who they wanted
We won’t break our hearts
Still in their boxes
Yet to be opened
Real mint condition
I’ve gotten really really good at first dates
It goes well again
I feel it rising now
The feeling this is real
I’ve finally found my way out
I’m taking Hinge off of my phone
The feeling is real it’s so strong
The feeling is all gone
It sucks to be so wrong
But I’ll still bring my all
Tick the right boxes
Tell the right stories
Be who they wanted
We won’t break our hearts
Still in their boxes
Yet to be opened
Real mint condition
I’ve gotten really really good at first dates
What’s your sign
Hot or iced
Did you go to college
What’s it like in LA
Split the check
Send my name
We should get together soon
Yes I had a great time too
If you add them up
I’ve had enough
I’ve found the one
We’ve been in love
We’ve had every conversation twice
We’ll still bring our all
Tick the right boxes
Tell the right stories
Be who we wanted
We won’t break our hearts
Still in their boxes
Yet to be opened
Real mint condition
I’ve gotten really really good at first dates
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2. |
Three Years
03:35
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I’ve saying the same things
For the past three years
Fighting the same fights
Again and again
Writing the same words
For the past three years
Waiting for so long
To move past these fears
And I don’t wanna feel
Like I can’t call you
So why aren’t you doing the most
We keep doing this old dance
I’ve worn through my soles
This rhythm has grown old
Again and again
Red eyes and late flights
I can’t stop my mind
Searching for reasons
I still give my time
And I don’t wanna feel
Like I can’t call you
So why aren’t you doing the most
And I don’t know
That it’s worth it
And I don’t know
If I’ll ever come home
And I can’t say
That it’s working
But I don’t know
If I’d say I’m alone
And I don’t know
If you hear me
And I don’t know
If I’ll make it alive
But I can’t say
It was worth it
That by and by
It doesn’t happen for all
I don’t wanna feel
Like I can’t call you
So why aren’t you doing the most
I don’t wanna feel
Like I can’t call you
So why aren’t you doing the most
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3. |
Drowning
02:45
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I’m not afraid
To plunge in feet first
I scrape the tile
Sharks are drawn to me
Can you not see this
Can you not see their eyes
Can you not see
Their black and gleaming eyes
The water’s cold
6am and empty bleachers
No going up
They’re blocking out the light
Can you not see this
Can you not see my eyes
Can you not see this is
The last time since we lost each other
Goodnight my love
I’m who you believe
As long as you know I’m drowning
No saving me
This pool is where I live
For now for then for always
The water’s dancing
Waiting but she never boils
Chair scrapes the floor
They’re walking past the gate
How can I find them
How can I find a way
How can I find a way to stay
And never reach forever
Take care dear
The fight at times it leaves you
Your lungs are spent
They’ll find you on the bed
Why aren’t I fading
Why am I still around
Why can’t the water hold me
Keep me like I always wanted
Goodnight my love
I’m who you believe
As long as you know I’m drowning
No saving me
This pool is where I live
For now for then for always
Goodnight my love
I’m who you believe
As long as you know I’m drowning
No saving me
This pool is where I live
For now for then for always
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4. |
Anytime Soon
03:18
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Who do I come home to
When I’m mostly later
I won’t be anytime soon but there’s
No one there to wait
Except for you
You
All of the lights
Have been off for hours
And I can’t remember a time when this house
Was anything but mine
So what if I could turn to another
Who feels that pain
I’d lose myself in her truth
And I would’ve stayed the same
Except for you
You
Kiss me now
Let me die
Anyone that needs me
Had plenty time
Anytime anytime
Anytime
Anytime anytime anytime
You’re who I come home to
When you make me late
I won’t be anytime soon
When you’re calling me to stay
It’s all for you
You
It’s all for you
You
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Charlotte Avery is making bedroom indie pop and everyone everywhere agrees: it's pretty good.
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