Whakanewha - with Aura Torkington
Another forest metaphor
You've heard a million before
The trees know everything
I tried a wedding ring
But you just cringed and said, "what for?"
And now the whole thing's turned to ash
You tried to cover it with cash
Another falling tree
No one can hear but me
Another suicidal mess
Landing on my doorstep, thanks a ton
Oh darling, how can I repay you for what you have done
And then you lied to me at Whakanewha
And you sealed it with a kiss
I wanted to live with you
But fuckin' a fuck you
No one on earth could live like this
Another clear-cut load of crap
A few more corpses in the sack
You'll get away with it
It's just the same old script
This world is shaped to have your back
You said I'm sorry, then you ran
And went and did it all again
I'm such a fool, I know
Street smart but gullible
I see the good in everything
A pound of flesh, a pound of steel
I may be dumb but I can feel
I wonder when you'll realize what you had
A frightened bird, a crystal ball
So sad you could have had it all
But you hate yourself too much to want all that
I had so much hope for your broken heart
But you've made your choice, and you chose the dark
And so I'll bury you at Whakanewha
And have a party with my friends
I'll miss you terribly
But fuckin' a fuck me
It feels so good to love again
And so I'll bury you at Whakanewha
And have a party with my friends
I'll miss you terribly
But fuckin' a fuck me
It feels so good to love again
You've heard a million before
The trees know everything
I tried a wedding ring
But you just cringed and said, "what for?"
And now the whole thing's turned to ash
You tried to cover it with cash
Another falling tree
No one can hear but me
Another suicidal mess
Landing on my doorstep, thanks a ton
Oh darling, how can I repay you for what you have done
And then you lied to me at Whakanewha
And you sealed it with a kiss
I wanted to live with you
But fuckin' a fuck you
No one on earth could live like this
Another clear-cut load of crap
A few more corpses in the sack
You'll get away with it
It's just the same old script
This world is shaped to have your back
You said I'm sorry, then you ran
And went and did it all again
I'm such a fool, I know
Street smart but gullible
I see the good in everything
A pound of flesh, a pound of steel
I may be dumb but I can feel
I wonder when you'll realize what you had
A frightened bird, a crystal ball
So sad you could have had it all
But you hate yourself too much to want all that
I had so much hope for your broken heart
But you've made your choice, and you chose the dark
And so I'll bury you at Whakanewha
And have a party with my friends
I'll miss you terribly
But fuckin' a fuck me
It feels so good to love again
And so I'll bury you at Whakanewha
And have a party with my friends
I'll miss you terribly
But fuckin' a fuck me
It feels so good to love again
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