A quick and dirty recording of my first song written on a ukelele. “The Sexes are Even” is a sort of tentative title.
EDIT: I used vimeo so it no longer cuts off at 1:30 (effin’ Flickr sucks)
she says she tired of faking feelings
its time to just be real
her fucked up way of dealing
with the fact she doesn’t feel
shell only love you ‘cause it’s hard
she’s only singing in her car.
says she’s got a final answer
it’s that she doesn’t know
planting vines beneath the lattice
to see which way they grow
shell only miss you ‘cause she’s bored
shell only love you as a chore
without the drama or the conflict
the means to confused end
shell victimize herself
while she sleeps with all your friends.
