Lizzy McAlpine - Five Seconds Flat Lyrics
doomsday
Pull the plug in September
I don't wanna die in June
I'd like to start planning my funeral
I've got work to do, hmm
Pull the plug, make it painless
I don't want a violent end
Don't say that you'll always love me
'Cause you know I'd bleed myself dry for you
Over and over again
Doomsday is close at hand
I'll book the marching band
To play as you speak
I'll feel like throwin' up
You'll sit and stare like
A goddamn machine
I'd like to plan out my part in this
But you're such a narcissist
You'll probably do it next week
I don't get a choice in the matter
Why would I? It's only the death of me
Only the death of me
Pull the plug, but be careful
I don't wanna die too soon
I think there's good in you somewhere
I'll hang on 'til the chaos is through
Doomsday is close at hand
I'll book the marching band
To play as you speak
I'll feel like throwin' up
You'll sit and stare like
A goddamn machine
I'd like to plan out my part in this
But you're such a narcissist
You'll probably do it next week
I don't get a choice in the matter
Why would I? It's only the death of me
Was so quiet
No friends and family allowed
Only my murderer, you
And the priest who told you to go to hell
And the funny thing is I would've married you
If you'd have stuck around
I feel more free than I have in years
Six feet in the ground
Doomsday is close at hand
I booked the marching band
To play as you speak
I feel like throwin' up
You sit and stare like
A goddamn machine
I'd have liked to plan out my part in this
But you're such a narcissist
That you did it on Halloween
I had no choice in the matter
Why would I? It's only the death of me
Writer: Elizabeth Catherine McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
an ego thing
Guns drawn, slow down
It's a battle over something stupid
They're all the rage right now
You don't know the truth
It's a battle that I think I'm winning
Something makes me think you think that too
I was trying to be honest
You don't make that easy to do
It's not that important
It's none of your concern
But you got angry
And said some angry words
It's not that I hate you
I hate that it hurt
There's nothing else to it
I can't do anything more, mm
Sharp knife, loaded gun
There are two ways we can do this
I know which would be more fun
I won't go first, won't apologize
Pretty sure that it's an ego thing
But I can't stand a compromise
I was trying to be honest
But now I think I should've just lied
It's not that important
It's none of your concern
But you got angry
And said some angry words
It's not that I hate you
I hate that it hurt
There's nothing else to it
I can't do anything more, mm
Ooh-oh-oh, I was trying to be honest
If this is what I get, I won't be honest anymore
Oh-oh, if this is what I get
I swear I won't be honest anymore
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Erase Me
Why am I awake?
Nails on the floor
And soot on my tongue
I don't know his name
But I still taste the rum
Nothing there but skin
Skeletons crawl on the ceiling
They know
That him and his aftershave hit like a drug (drug, drug)
Don't answer me
I'm calling just to hear you scream
And you're fading
But he feels like you in between
I've said too much
In and out of wanting us
Now you're fading
And I wonder who will erase me
Who will erase me?
Race you to the end
My innocence waits like it desperately knows
That I'll crash if I don't let you go (go)
Don't answer me
I'm calling just to hear you scream
And you're fading
But he feels like you in between
I've said too much
In and out of wanting us (in and out of wanting us)
Now you're fading (fading)
And I wonder who will erase me
Erase me
Erase me
And I wonder who will erase me
Don't answer me
I'm calling just to hear you scream
And you're fading
But he feels like you in between
I've said too much
In and out of wanting us
Now you're fading
And I wonder who will erase
Don't answer me
I'm calling just to hear you scream
And you're fading (fading)
But he feels like you in between
I've said too much
In and out of wanting us (in and out of wanting us)
Now you're fading (fading)
And I wonder who will erase me
Oh, who will erase me?
Writer: Elizabeth Mcalpine, Jacob Collier, Jordan Rakei
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Called You Again
I called you again
I don't know why I keep on
Thinking that we're friends
'Cause we don't really talk anymore
And I'm sorry for that
Honestly, I never really loved you that bad
And that could be the end of it
But I never know when to stop talking
So I'll make my bed and sleep in it alone
'Cause I never know when we're done talking
If I don't love you, then why?
Did I call you again?
I think that I was lonely
And I missed having friends
Now we don't really talk anymore
And it's good for us both
'Cause I know you love me the most
And that should be the end of it
But I never know when to stop talking
So I'll make my bed and sleep in it alone
'Cause I never know when we're done talking (oh)
And that should be the end of it
But I never know when to stop talking (when to stop talking)
So I'll make my bed and sleep in it alone
'Cause I never know when we're done talking
You're better off on your own
But you called me again
I don't know why it never seems to end
No, we don't really talk anymore
And it makes sense
'Cause all I do is hurt you
All I do is hurt you
All I do is cause you pain
'Cause I called you again
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
all my ghosts
(The f*ck?)
You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven
Under fluorescent lights
We walked in comfy silence
Footsteps down familiar sidewalk
Knowing that we were here in our dreams last night
All my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Ridin' shotgun next to your free Slurpee
They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you
I hope that's true
Mmm
Mmm, hmm
We made sangria and failed
I spilled mac and cheese on my pants
And thought about kissing you underneath kitchen lights
Oh, all my ghosts are with me
I know you feel them too
Oh, they just stand there while we're takin' shots of Brandy
They know all of my habits, but they don't know about you
I hope that's true
I can see it now
The wedding of the year
I can see it now
He stands up there and wipes his tears
I can see it now
When all my ghosts disappear
I can see it crystal clear
You got a Slurpee for free
I caught you lookin' at me in the 7-Eleven
Under fluorescent lights
And all my ghosts were with me
I know you felt them too
Watchin' as I started to get dizzy
'Cause I hate all of my habits
But I happen to love you
I hope that's true
(F*ck yeah)
(F*ck yeah)
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Reckless Driving
I didn't mean to kiss you
I mean I did, but I didn't think it'd go this far
I didn't mean to kiss you
Now you can't focus on the road when I'm in your car
Now we're going one hundred
Your hands aren't on the wheel
'Cause you're just staring at me like you're not convinced that I am real
And now we're at one-eighty
And I can finally see
But then it's over in a second
Crashed the car into the tree
Yeah, I can see it all happen
You'd rather die than take your eyes off me
I don't love you like that
I'm a careful driver
And I tell you all the time to keep your eyes on the road
But you love me like that
You're a reckless driver
And one day it will kill us if I don't let go
I don't know how to tell you
That I feel safe when you sit shotgun
Never felt this way with no one
And I lie when I tell ya
I know exactly where we're going
I get lost just for this moment
Now we're at one hundred
My hands aren't on the wheel (my hands aren't on the wheel)
And I don't wanna lose this moment
Want you to know just how I feel (just how I feel)
Now we're at one eighty
And I can finally see
But then it's over in a second
Crashed the car into the tree
I don't know how it happened
Guess I'd die to keep your eyes on me
'Cause I love you like that
I'm a reckless driver
And you tell me all the time to keep my eyes on the road
Do you love me like that?
If I keep on driving
Would you hold me when we crash or would you let me go?
Don't wanna scrape you off the pavement
I can't be your savior
I don't wanna be here when you lose control
Don't wanna watch it as it happens
See the crowd's reaction
I don't wanna be here when you kill us both
'Cause I don't love you like that ('cause I love you like that)
I'm a careful driver (I'm a reckless driver)
And I tell you all the time (you tell me all the time)
To keep your eyes on the road (to keep my eyes)
But you love me like that (do you love me like that?)
You're a reckless driver (if I keep on driving)
And one day it'll kill us (would you hold me when we crash?)
If I don't let go
'Cause I don't love you like that ('cause I love you like that)
I'm a careful driver (I'm a reckless driver)
And I tell you all the time (you tell me all the time)
To keep your eyes on the road (to keep my eyes)
But you love me like that (do you love me like that?)
You're a reckless driver (I'm a reckless driver)
And one day it'll kill us if I
Writer: Ben Kessler, Elizabeth McAlpine, Philip Etherington
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Weird
I've been having strange dreams
Seeing ghosts and breaking things
Room's on fire as I sit and watch it melt around me
I've been hosting screenings
Of slightly altered movie scenes
Seems familiar 'til I realize that they look just like me
Where am I? I can't find the door
How long have you been here for?
Where the houses all can talk
And I don't mind the creaky floors
And now we're in a basement
I feel wasted and I'm sure
That you'll kiss me anyway
That'll be just the thing to wake me
Maybe I'm weird or maybe I'm off the wall
But maybe it's weirder not to have dreamed at all
I can walk through walls now
Quietly, I roam the halls
Suddenly, I'm ten feet tall and I can touch the ceiling
I think I scared you off now
I'm regretting getting close
Hoping it was just a ghost that sorta looked just like you
Where am I? I can't find the door
How long have I been here for?
Where the houses all can talk
And I don't mind the creaky floors
And now I'm in a maze
Down in this basement and I'm sure
That you'll miss me anyway
That'll be just the thing to wake me
Maybe I'm weird or maybe I'm off the wall
But maybe it's weirder not to have dreamed at all
Maybe I'm weird or maybe I'm off the wall
But maybe it's weirder not to have dreamed at all
Writer: Laura Eliott, Lizzy McAlpine, Martin Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ceilings
Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short
Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
Before
Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos
But it's over
Then you're drivin' me home
And it kinda comes out as I get up to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
Before
Writer: Elizabeth Catherine McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
what a shame
I don't wanna take my mind off you
Please, take me home and kiss me slow
And do anything you want to
Run your hand through my hair
It's okay to be rough
I'm a little bit tougher
Than all of your other girlfriends
But you're not allowed
She has got you under lock and chain
Too late to let her down
So you're not allowed
What a shame it would be if you left her now
Now
I don't wanna take my mind off you
Please, make me laugh and kiss me back
And do everything you want to
Push me up against the wall
It's okay to be rough
I can handle this stuff
Only if you're comfortable
But you're not allowed
She has got you under lock and chain
Too late to let her down
So you're not allowed
What a shame it would be if you left her now
Now
Now
Now
Now
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
firearm
I get high out the window
And I don't tell my mom
I mix you with my vodka
And it turns me on
There's a hole in my heart and I can't find the bullet
But you sleep with a firearm
I should've pulled it on you
What a shame, I can see it all
Now that we're through
I get drunk with my friends
Your name never comes up
I tell strangers online
That we broke up
There's a hole in my heart and I hate that it's there
'Cause I like to act like I really don't care
But I do
What a shame that I put up with you
What a joke, was it all just an act?
I hate that it took me so long to react
You had me convinced that you loved me
What a f*cked up reality show
Was it fame or the lack thereof?
I just don't know
You had me convinced that you loved me, oh
I'm not sure you realize
The pain that you caused
I don't feel like talking
But everyone else does
There's a hole in my heart and I can't find the bullet
But you sleep with a firearm
I should've pulled it on you
Now I don't have the energy to
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
hate to be lame
It's always on the tip of my tongue
I read an article on the internet
Told me that that's how you know you're falling in love
Don't really trust what's on the internet
But maybe just this once
Hate to admit but it might be true
Hate to admit but I think you knew
Hate to be lame but I might love you
It's always on the tip of my tongue
But I stop myself from saying it
Tell myself it's not the right time or something dumb
But then you kiss me like you do
And we're right back where we started from
Hate to admit but it might be true
Hate to admit but I think you knew
Hate to be lame but I might love you
Do I love him? Do I need him?
Do I want him? Do I care enough to say
That I love him, that I need him?
'Cause I don't but I wanna feel okay
If I love him, if I need him
Maybe that will make him stay
If I lie, will I still feel this way?
It's always in the back of my mind
Maybe my mistakes are the reason
That I made it back to you in time
If I could rewind
Would there be some butterfly effect?
What if we never met?
What if the stars never aligned?
Hate to admit but it might be true
Hate to admit but I think you knew
Hate to be lame but I might love you
(Alright, ready? Two bars)
Writer: Elizabeth Catherine McAlpine, Finneas Baird O'Connell
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
nobody likes a secret
I hold my anger in my stomach
And I'm starting to have side effects
From hating you this much
No explanation, just a quote in a magazine
Where you said you only dated me for fun
And I'm paraphrasing now
But the gist of it was how you never loved me
Only in it for the sex
And I really don't get how
You can say that and be proud of it
We both know you were in deeper than that
Nobody likes a secret
And I was always yours
It's almost been a year And
Even so
I still don't know what for
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
chemtrails
I see chemtrails in the sky, but I don't see the plane
What the hell is my problem with taking the blame?
'Cause I play with my food and then someone else takes it away
It's so hard to believe, but I'm trying to change
I see lines in the sand, but I don't see who made them
I still listen to that band that you showed me last April
I still play with my food, I'm a child at the grown-up's table
It's so hard to believe, but right now, I feel stable
I moved away and I grew a few inches
What a shame, I had a chance and I missed it
And there are some days when I hear that song
And I hate to admit it
But I miss it, I do
Oh, I miss it, I miss you
Oh, I miss it, I miss it, I miss you
Oh-oh
Oh, I miss it, I miss it, I miss you
I see chemtrails in the sky, but I don't see the plane
I know that I feel it, but I don't know the name
I play with my food and then I throw it away
It's so hard to believe I have to grow up this way
I moved out and I made some new friends
Sometimes when I shout, it feels like no one hears it
And there are some days when I think that somewhere you're watchin'
As I grow up without you
I miss it, I miss you
(Here is Elizabeth eating a big snack)
I miss it, I miss you (after being in the shower for fifteen minutes and seven days)
(She's famished, you can tell)
(Say goodnight)
(Goodnight)
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
orange show speedway
Every guy at this festival has you in their eyes
I never think about it too much, but I'm thinking tonight
And it's really annoying that I'm triggered like this
'Cause your name isn't spoken, but I'm speaking it
And I don't know why it happened, but it happened like this
My best friends are with me and I feel okay
But last time I was here, I was eighteen
My mind is racing and I feel so strange
Last time I was here, you were with me
I fell in love at the Orange Show Speedway
It didn't look like this three years ago
I had it all at the Orange Show Speedway
Or someplace like that, it all looks the same
Everything changes, what a shame
I'm in the middle of the crowd and it's like no time has passed
I'm half-expecting you to be there when I turn to my left
We were stupid and young and I was so in love
We were just friends riding on the line between acceptable
And angering your girlfriend
My best friends are with me and I feel okay
But last time I was here, I was eighteen
My mind is racing and I feel so strange
Last time I was here, you were with me
I fell in love at the Orange Show Speedway
It didn't look like this three years ago
I had it all at the Orange Show Speedway
Or someplace like that, it all looks the same
Everything changes, what a shame
So sheltered
Uh, yep, ooh, fireworks
This is the best voice memo diary to date I think (oh my God, this is amazing)
Um, um just wanted to update myself
No one else listens to these but myself
(Hey), okay (you got the fireworks if you put that in a song), yeah, yeah
I fell in love at the Orange Show Speedway
But I've never been here in my life
I think it all kinda feels like an Orange Show Speedway
When you're racing head-first towards something that'll kill you in five seconds flat
When I'm racing head-first towards everything that I want back
Writer: Elizabeth McAlpine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.