I’ve got a ball of lead in my pocket
I’ve got my memories in my bullet holes
I’ve got my whole life in my suitcase
And I just recall your voice asking
“My love, my love,
Where’re you gonna go when I say no?”
I’ll go where our buried past won’t be unfold
So pick the phone
Unleash the truth
That hurts like a broken bone
You better let it go
But don’t you wish we were about to blow
So hold me close by the tongue
Expose the wound
That bleeds like a broken lie
You better let it die
But don’t you cry, don’t you cry
Don’t you cry
Sometimes I wonder what is like
To hide behind the time
And sometimes I wonder how you manage
To live just with denial
It’s easier when you give up the fight
So pick the phone
Unleash the truth
That hurts like a broken bone
You better let it go
But don’t you wish we were about to blow
So hold me close by the tongue
Expose the wound
That bleeds like a broken lie
You better let it die
But don’t you cry, don’t you cry
Don’t you cry
Don’t you cry...
Don’t you cry…
Don’t you cry…
Don’t you cry
So pick the phone
Unleash the truth
That hurts like a broken bone
You better let it go
But don’t you wish we were about to blow
So hold me close by the tongue
Expose the wound
That bleeds like a broken lie
You better let it die
But don’t you cry, don’t you cry
Don’t you cry
Don’t you cry...
Don’t you cry…
Don’t you cry…
Don’t you cry
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020