I remember those nights, the lonely sound of the service drive.
I remember those times I thought that I could make you mine.
Your dark hair and your coffee eyes,
I wanted to fix you, but you didn't want to fight.
Your heart was sad, but so was mine.
Your heart was a stubborn slope that I couldn't climb.
Every night we'd say goodbye, you'd shut the door with a sigh
You kept saying we didn't have much time
It's all your fault, and I'll always blame you,
I dreamt a life for us and it could've come true,
But you packed all your things and said that "we're through
because you ruined me and I ruined you."
We were library lovers where no one could see,
Midnight diners always in secrecy.
Moonlit drives to your front door,
You wanted my attention but nothing more.
I couldn't break it off, I had no guts
because you were one of my few great loves.
Now you changed the locks and moved on out,
You had abandoned your love for doubt.
It's all your fault, and I'll always blame you,
I dreamt a life for us and it could've come true,
But you packed all your things and said that "we're through
because you ruined me and I ruined you."
Like winter branches lined with snow and ice, Sam Ray (Ricky Eat Acid, Teen Suicide)'s latest is delicate, spare, melancholy, and beautiful. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 3, 2018
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