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Glitter Glue
03:02
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And you think you might choke as your Captain and Coke gets lighter in your little hands
And you can't sit still so you asked me to chill some time at the week's end
I don't know what that means
And neither do you
Just that a change of pace might do
But what's a change of pace good for when you're exactly the same?
Too much too soon is the name of my anthem and Casanoverdosing is the name of your game.
But I am glitter and I am glue and I might've come on too strong to you last night
CHORUS
Who cares at the end of the day? Who cares for a lost cause? Who cares at the end of the night?
And three weeks from now I'll be asking you how you're feeling about things, and you'll just sigh
Then you'll say, "It's complicated. I don't have the words right now. But you're a nice girl. Anyhow, how about we head out? I'm tired of these parties. I'm tired of hangovers. I'm tired of they way that they get in my head. I'm tired of waking up lonely. I'm tired of finding your socks in my bed"
Yeah, I am glitter and I am glue and I just came at a bad time for you
And you are rubber and you are sticks and you stuck to your guns when you stuck to my lips
But I am sugar and I am bone and I'll be the one who'll be dancing alone tonight
CHORUS
Who cares at the end of the day? Who cares for a lost cause? Who cares at the end of the night?
And who cares at the end of the day? Who cares for a lost cause? This is the 21st century, babe. Who cares gets sent away.
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It's been 17 years since your lips last touched a can of beer
But "To hell with it" you're thinking, "Who's it hurting if there's nobody here?"
Six Pack's sliming down to five and four and three and two and one
'Til your body turns aluminum and numb enough to spend the night alone
Sheets are only gently worn, and you're as free as bootleg porn
But there's a sweetness that you miss in saying "Honey, I'm home!"
So you prayed and you were sent
Ex-wives and ex-girlfriends
Who left you solo
You go solo
"And if you weren't so cynical then maybe you could hold a woman down,"
Your buddy said, "you're the most eligible bachelor to end up in this town"
Suburban royalty, working man's poetry, dirty jokes and quick retorts
Your baby mama's taking you to court
You prayed and you were sent
Ex-Wives and Ex-girlfriends
Who left you solo
You go solo
All alone in advance of a broken vow
Heaven knows what you've got yourself into now
There ain't no liquor that can wipe the disappointment from her face
But there's just enough to remind you you never really loved her in the first place
You like the earthquake of a body rolling over next to you
But in this circumstance, your pride and your hands will have to do
Take one last sip of it
Next month you'll really quit
Next time your mother calls and calls you out for slurring every word
You prayed and you were sent
Ex-wives and ex girlfriends
Ex-cops and ex-artists
Goodbyes are the hardest
You prayed and you were sent
Ex-wives and ex-girlfriends
who left you solo
you go solo
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Girls Without Dads
02:52
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Girls without dads are always in motion
Girls without dads are easily bored
Girls without dads won't write the next hit
'Cause Girls without dads never learned more than four chords
Girls without dads are social but heavy
Girls without dads have soap opera sass
Girls without dads can't be statisticians
'Cause Girls without dads see their pictures in class
But she's so strong. She wouldn't stay for long if the signs were wrong.
Girls without dads have sex in the morning
'Cause girls without dads are always asleep
Girls without dads carry home like turtles
'Cause girls without dads are the lovers they keep
And girls without dads roll joints in their bathrooms
Girls without dads roll stones up a hill
Girls without dads are a case for the experts
But nobody told them except Dr. Phil
But she's so strong, and she won't stay for long. She's so strong.
Every time you see her she's got sulfur in her breath, she's taking paper from the ashes and she's writing her own death
She gets up to talk to people, she's down for anything and if you see her coming from the edge of the ring
She is mostly pretty harmless but she's always on patrol because the young get going when the going gets old
The people who are honest are the people who take off and now she's taking off her sweater and she's taking off her socks.
She's taking to your liking she's expecting something good and she would take off all her skin if someone told her that she could.
And I see you clinking glasses as she turns to look back
'Cause girls without dads
They're like that.
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4. |
Escape Plan
03:14
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Little Miss Muffet took her muffin tops to the Internet drunk on a thought
And when she picked her filter, the hive nearly killed her with kisses and suddenly stopped
Little Boy Blue's got a leg up or two in the dark with his sunglasses on
And me, I'm just hoping that you'll think that it was worth knowing me after I'm gone
My escape plan is to stare at the door for as long as I can
So talk to your doctor and talk to God too
to see if my mess is an alright fit for you
I talk just like a straw man Lena Dunham and sleep just like Smokey the Bear
My sense of self is a slasher film gag
Pull the curtain, there's nobody there
It's times like these that get me thinking in metaphors, Sysiphan mountains and fog
But TV taught me that depression's a middle-aged woman who won't walk her dog
Mama said life's not a bag full of Kit Kats
Can't rip one off, give me a break
But I like my choruses big and abundant so I can repeat my mistakes
And I like my verses like boxing match posters, like two bodies hitting the floor
But bridges are best because I've never climbed one and thought, "I should have done this before"
My escape plan is to stare at the door for as long as I can
So talk to your doctor and talk to God too
To see if my mess is a good fit for you
Take it from me, the easiest catch is the toughest to please
You're not a doctor, but you play one okay
So what the fuck's it gonna take to keep you away?
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Signs on Hennepin
04:39
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I got dumped for a coffeehouse goth in December
She was into wooing hyperliterate divorcees
You said, "she's edgy and she's 22. She's nearby and just as amazing as you," as if tied for second was some kind of consolation.
And the signs on Hennepin all say "you should have never let him in in the first place, honey"
You said, "I thought you'd be mad"
I said, "that's crazy. Why should I be mad."
I said, "you can't get mad if you don't get hurt. I don't get mad 'cause I don't get hurt."
And I don't know what kind of psychopath lies like that, but it's not me. It's not me.
But no one wants to see a grown woman cry like that. Yeah, it's not me, that's not me.
ooooh, I just went to catch my ride
as the bus station speakers sang "baby it's cold outside"
And I am received like a batshit Natalie Portman
By anyone who's ever seen a TV screen in their life
And you said, "I'm getting old and my patience is through and I'm fucked up and I'm falling in love with you. Just don't quote me on it when the buzz wears off in the morning."
And the signs on Riverside all say "Well, you can't say you never tried. You were brave in the effort."
Or more likely insane
Tough girls are unshaken
Tough girls don't get played
No, you don't get hurt if you don't get played
I don't get hurt 'cause I don't get played
You've got to be pretty delusional to lie like that and that's not me, that's not me
But no one wants to see a grown woman cry like that
Yeah, that's not me
That's not me
I just went to catch my ride
While the bus station speakers sang "Baby, it's cold outside."
It's cold out. Baby it's cold outside and I can't stay, I can't stay.
Baby, it's cold out. Baby it's cold outside, and that's not me, that's not me.
Baby it's cold out. Baby it's cold outside and I can't stay, I can't stay.
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Anxious Girls
04:24
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"There's a reason why it's dark on the dance floor"
Said the vampire pageant queen as she headed back in for more
"I don't know anyone who's happy in the sunlight. I don't know anyone who remembers what it feels like at night."
But everybody wants a good companion, so put on something borrowed, something blue.
'Cause there are singles in your area. They've been active today.
And they want a little taste of you.
They do.
But Anxious girls have no fun.
So dry your eyes my little one
You stand so still on the edge of the room
Don't worry, everybody's leaving soon
"Every American's a product of their parents' self-hate"
Said the dollar store professor, dropping ashes in the sewer grate
And he's got one hand on his cigarette and he keeps an eye on me
And he takes in a frozen breath and says, "What do you want to be?"
Well, I just want what everybody else wants.
Two kids and a dog and confidence
I want forty thousand followers and fifty thousand friends who still love me when I don't make any sense.
Oh yes.
Because anxious girls have no fun
So dry your eyes my little one
You stand so still on the edge of the room
Don't worry, everybody's leaving soon
I am self interested
But I am hardly interesting
Yes, I'm the kind of sinking ship that wills the ice to break
I was a big deal in college, but so was the Harlem Shake
20 under 20 minutes can change the world so find out,
Are you Sex in the City or are you a modern girl?
I'm so millennial 'cause I wanna be myself all the time
But I wouldn't recognize her if the came to me and cried
And if I die, and if I die, and if I die before I wake
I pray that all my friends and family forget all my mistakes
Like shitty boyfriends
Shitty girlfriends
Shitty nights with too much wine
Like all the accidentally offensive things I said when I was nine
Like all the confidential memories I take with me to bed
Like all the other ones that make me tear my fingertips to shreds
So while you're at it
While your'e carving my initials into stone
Add this addendum as the only thing I've ever really known
Anxious girls have no fun
So dry your eyes my little one
You stand so still on the edge of the room
Don't worry, everybody's leaving soon
And anxious girls pay their dues
"I'm so sorry, can I make it up to you?"
And anxious girls take the blame,
And anxious girls get older but they never change.
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Oh No Snow
"Has anyone ever told you that you sound just like Alanis Morissette?"
--Eddie Vedder
Dec. 2025
Oh No Snow is KT Lindemann music
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