Love has gotten me to this dark place
Didn’t want to bring you down, Just want to show you round
Love might get me out and Save my face
I don’t believe it, Wish I could just believe it
I must deal with my Shattered pride
It’s just an alibi for all the times I stepped inside your door
The Way to make it is through their minds
We just need to fake it
They’re watching all of your moves, I’ve got you next in the cue
I’m burning up like a match, I’ve got this feeling you’ll pass
She dreams of a life with all those guys
But they don’t mean a thing, They’re superficial like kings
I would be the one to treat you right
But you’re too self-obsessed to see anything that’s best for you
The Way to make it is through their minds
We just need to fake it
They’re watching all of your moves, I’ve got you next in the cue
I’m burning up like a match, I’ve got this feeling you’ll pass
Reassurance I could use some, on the wrong side of your guns
You’ve got us all intertwined when we just need to unwind
credits
from Pre-release,
track released January 1, 2011
Stevens Blanchard
Σtella's Greek-folk inflected pop sounds both vintage and subtly modern, like a lost gem sent from the magical nexus where 1966 meets 1986. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2022