St. Vincent - Just The Same But Brand New

The people in the street had overtaken you
By the time you rounded Second Avenue

So I walked away
All perfumed
Felt just the same
But brand new

And anything you wrote I checked for codes and clues
The letters stopped unceremoniously in June

So I changed my I's
And A's to yours
I'm just the same
But brand new

And I do my best impression of weightlessness, now too
And I might be wrong, I might be wrong, I might be wrong
But honey I believed I could

Float away
Dangling
I'm just the same
But brand new to you

St. Vincent - The Neighbors

Sister say a prayer for us one we learned from nuns and such
I won't believe not a word you speak just make it sweet to hear
Let's pour wine in coffee cups and drive around the neighborhood
And shine the headlights on houses until all the news is good

Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no!

How am I supposed to sleep? Roaming blackouts on the streets
Oh not a word, not another speech, we'll run the headlights down
These kids are foaming at the mouth, psychotropic capricorns
Tomorrow's some kind of Strangerland where all the news is good

Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no! If they only knew, knew

How can Monday be alright, then on Tuesday lose my mind?
Tomorrow's some kind of stranger who I'm not supposed to see

Oh no! What would your mother say?
Oh no! What would your father do?
Oh no! What would the neighbors think?
Oh no! If they only knew, knew

St. Vincent - The Party

Honey, the party, you went away quickly
But oh, that's the trouble with ticking and talking
I lick the ice cube from your empty glass
Oh, we've stayed much too late
Till they're cleaning the ashtrays

Do you have change or a button or cash?
Oh, my pockets hang out like two surrender flags
Oh, but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean
I'm keeping my eye on the exit sign, steady now

How did we get here?
With creaks in these chairs
Oh, there aren't enough hands to point all the fingers
But I sit transfixed by a hole in your tee shirt
Oh, I've said much too much and they're trying to sweep up

St. Vincent - Actor Out Of Work

You're a supplement, you're a salve
You're a bandage, pull it off
I can quit you cut it out
You're a patient, I am lung

You're a cast signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
You're a liar and that's the truth
You're an extra, lost in the scene

You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
You're the curses through my teeth
You're the laughter, you're the obscene

You're a supplement, you're a salve
You're a bandage, pull it off
I think I love you, I think I'm mad

You're a cast signed broken arm
You're an actor out of work
I think I love you, I think I'm mad

You're a boxer in the ring
With brass knuckles underneath
I think I love you, I think I'm mad