1. |
Any Way
02:13
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I could wear yesterday's clothes
You'd still cling to my wrinkled sleeve
I'd forget to wash my hair
And you still find excuses to run your hands through it
And I still have my delusions
And you still have your others
And maybe we're just waiting for something to burn
'Cause I'm gonna be here anyway, in Any Way you'll let me
Love's a choice we make every day
Not to just lay down and die
Doesn't mean I won't go away
If you asked me to I'd run out so decisions can be easy
And I still have my delusions
And you still have your lovers
And maybe we're just waiting for something to burn
'Cause I'm gonna be here anyway, in Any Way you'll let me
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2. |
Another Stupid Love Song
03:28
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Do the idealized illusions of the people that we think we love diminish over time, and with contact?
If I get to know you with all your troubles, and your flaws, and lies, and truths then maybe I'll learn not to love you
For the way you bite your lip when you get nervous
Or the impish way you throw yourself into everything you love
Everything I see is covered in you
You're the day I didn't notice until everything was perfect, and it hit me that it won't get much more perfect than this
You're the night I stayed out far too late, for far too many reasons, and I don't know if I'll ever catch my sleep
All I think is the way you say some things for my ears only
And the beautiful simplicity of listening to your voice
Everything I hear is coloured with you
I know it's stupid
I know that it's fail
I know you'll probably never feel the same way
But something speaks to me, and it won't stop talking
And I never thought before that some things could be
Fated
He saw what I could not see
I was blind, blinded with pain
And blinded with love
I don't think that I'll every lay my eyes on anybody else that'll make me want to write Another Stupid Love Song
And I'm probably being overly dramatic, but I'm going to wait until the day that, either I stop loving you,
Or you begin to notice that I'm kind of awesome
And, given half the chance, I'd be everything you need
Everything I do is better with you
I know it's stupid
I know that it's fail
I know you'll probably never feel the same way
But something inside me won't stop talking
And I never thought before that some things could be
Fated
He saw what I could not see
I was blind, blinded with pain
And he called me back from the place I thought I'd never leave
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3. |
In My Dreams
02:31
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My brain doesn't have any trouble remembering what you look like
In My Dreams you look exactly the same as you do when you're real life
You have two eyes and a nose, and your head is covered in brown hair
And despite all the college girls, and nakedness, and telekinesis, I'm distracted
And your hair might be a bit nicer
And your clothes might be a bit nicer
But all those things don't matter to me, baby
Time flies by so fast, and autumn turns to coldness
Nothing much happened since the summer, not that I would notice
You thought that love was the comfort of someone;
Someone with whom you shared mutual respect
I thought that love was a unicorn, or Jesus, or maybe I thought it was death
And your hair might be a bit nicer
And your clothes might be a bit nicer
But everything else is a blur
When you're looking at him, and he's thinking of her
I've been distracted by all of my various careers and projects
I'd forgotten what love was
A shiny, silky, multi-coloured invitation to all the parties that you wish you'd been invited to in high school
Love is everything
Everything is everything
Nothing is everything
And your hair might be a bit nicer
And your clothes might be a bit nicer
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4. |
These Things
03:16
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The stakes are high because everyone else is seeing that you and I should be together
I don't know why; because everyone else is seeing the things I try to remind myself:
That this life doesn't wait for you and me
And this love doesn't wait for you
And These Things I say make sense
But maybe I don't know why
He doesn't know if she's right for him or not
Funny; he doesn't know if he's right for him
And through it all, two-hundred words won't make one difference
Even if they're in a song
I know you know that if I had you now, you'd be my only man
But words can't say to you what my actions never can
'Cause this life doesn't wait for you and me
And this love doesn't wait for you
And These Things I say make sense
But maybe I don't know why
I know you know that if I had you now, you'd be my only man
But words can't say to you what my actions never can
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5. |
Little Bit Late
03:28
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I think that part of the reason that I've been seeing demons at night is because of my reluctance to wear my own shoes
Not just reluctance, but forcibly placing myself in the wrong pair of footwear
At the wrong time
Yes, I am my mother's son
But I'm also my father's
And maybe your way works for you
But, to tell you the truth, it doesn't work for me
You give me explicit, you ask for direct
I suppose that has its uses
But my nature is just a little more subtle
A little more discreet
But I guess that I'm just growing into it
A Little Bit Late
You can't battle-axe every problem into closure and peace
And choose your own adventures are really limited, to say the least
So I'll go my own way, and you can go his
But my stuff's gonna work itself out with time
I'm my mother's son
But I'm also my father's
And maybe your way works for you
But, to tell you the truth, it doesn't work for me
You gave me explicit, you asked for direct
I suppose that has its uses
But my nature is just a little more subtle
A little more discreet
But I guess that I'm just growing into it
A Little Bit Late
Well, maybe things'd be a little bit better if you and I were a little less proud
As it is, there are just some things we just can't talk about
So, I see you in the streets; I see you everywhere
Well, this town's just not big enough
But neither are we
Yes, I am my mother's son
But I'm also my father's
And maybe your way works for you
But, to tell you the truth, it doesn't work for me
You gave me explicit, you asked for direct
I suppose that has its uses
But my nature is just a little more subtle
A little more discreet
But I guess that I'm just growing into it
A Little Bit Late
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6. |
Never Yours
03:28
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I was Never Yours
Even when you told me so
I'm my own girl
I have to tell you, now, to go
I was Never Yours
Even when you told me with your hand
I don't wanna know any more reasons why you're still here
Save it all
I was Never Yours
To turn the tables on at nightfall
I'm leaving here with all of the bruises 'round my eyes
All of the bruises on my thighs
Save it all
And I know I can always go back home
And I know that I probably will
And I know that I can't escape this feeling that you're just around the next bend
Save it all
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7. |
The Best
04:43
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Maybe I'm sore; maybe I wanted something more
Maybe I'm scared that all I wanted to be was what you thought was me
What did you think I'd do?
Don't walk away when I'm just trying to say
That I thought we could be The Best
That I still think we could be The Best
Being so weak -- being too damn scared to speak --
It makes sense to run away, but maybe I saw you see me, watching you, watching me
I want to say -- well, anyway
Don't walk away when I'm just trying to say
That I thought we could be The Best
That I still think we could be The Best
Some days I think we just might be The Best
So this is what it's like
I'm making everything go wrong
I wish I didn't have to be so...
I wish you didn't have to be so...
I wish you didn't have to be so gone
And I don't know if, this time,
If I can bounce back this time
I wish I didn't have to be so...
I wish you didn't have to be so...
I wish we didn't have to be so gone
Maybe I'm sore; maybe I wanted something more
Maybe I'm scared of what I wanted to be...
What did you think?
I won't walk away when I'm just trying to say
I thought we could be...
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8. |
Immolating Overdrive
02:24
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Pretty much all I've got is a terminal case of knowing what I want
Basically all you've got is a tendency of knowing what you're on
You make me feel so young; I'm tired of feeling old before my time
Maybe this isn't love, but I don't care, as long as I'm not dead or dying
Everything operates smoother than before
Everyone's noticing, but who can blame them for...
It's the same clothes; it's the same situation
But my body's just not holding up so well
Oh well
Living with your disease, it's an epidemic that I know too well
Hopefully you're noticing this unprotected, unexpected hell
Burns so bright, it feels just like a sweltering emotion underneath me
It's Immolating Overdrive; okay, it doesn't make much sense, but I feel you in my teeth
Everything operates smoother than before
Everyone's noticing, but who can blame them for...
It's the same clothes; it's the same situation
But my body's just not holding up so well
My body's just not holding up
And I am just not holding up
And I am just not doing so well
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9. |
Gonna Go Either Way
03:13
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Knees are feeling weak; they know this is the right step
Or maybe it's just because I haven't eaten for a day
Sooner or later it's over: I'm Gonna Go Either Way
Oh, I am afraid I lost you there
After all I ever did
All I ever wanted was to be heard
You're not fooling me: you're just kidding yourself
What we had once... well, what we have now, it doesn't work
And so, I'm sorry, but I can't stay
Sooner or later it's over: I'm gonna go
Oh, I am afraid I lost you there
After all I ever did
All I ever wanted was to be heard
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10. |
Better Than This
02:30
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I wish you'd look away from me, 'cause I don't wanna be here anymore
No, I don't think I'm so smart as I thought I was before
You were so bright; I thought we might be more
These days I'm doing okay; I met a guy --
Well, anyway, I'm fine
It might be hard to see now, but we're better off leaving this behind
We loved, we laughed; why did it have to end?
I'll be okay -- I'm already fine
Something like that, it just takes time
You know, he scared me sometimes -- well, I don't know, I didn't understand
How I could go from seeing him, and seeing me, to seeing another man
You're sweet, you're strong
I can't go wrong with this
I...
I'll be okay -- I'm already fine
Something like that, it just takes time
And maybe you, and maybe me
Well, we could be something so much Better Than This
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Brett Bews Edmonton, Alberta
Brett Bews is a Canadian singer-songwriter and multiinstrumentalist based out of Edmonton, AB. His influences include Dallas Green, Sufjan Stevens, Jim Cuddy, and Tegan & Sara.
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