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Because We Never Talk About It

by Luke Wesley

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1.
Pretty Boy 03:28
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Remember when we painted the town Johnny Walker Red You lost your mind The next morning I called you on the phone and you said I was out of line And then she called you on the phone the next night Come on over have a good time Your bags already packed And you know that you can’t wait for it So you wake up in the morning play a game of chess Gonna watch a little meet the press Something’s gotta change but nothing’s gonna give You got nothing to say to anyone who’s listening Pretty boy, why can’t you ever take it slow Anymore, what’s eating away your soul Like a broken toy, that a child just can’t lose oh Pretty Boy All the girls that drink whiskey are taken or crazy The next morning you whined And all the loves that seem risky are tired and flaky You proved last night Then no one called you on the phone the next night Gonna have to make your own time You’ve still not made your bed but you know that you’ll have to lay in it So you wake up in the morning play a game of chess Gonna watch a little meet the press Something’s gotta change but nothing’s gonna give You got nothing to say to anyone who’s listening Pretty boy, why can’t you ever take it slow Anymore, what’s eating away your soul Like a broken toy, that a child just can’t lose oh Pretty Boy Wake up in the morning play a game of chess Gonna watch a little meet the press Something’s gotta change but nothing’s gonna give Pretty boy, why can’t you ever take it slow Anymore, what’s eating away your soul Like a broken toy, that a child just can’t lose oh Pretty Boy
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Keep It To Yourself 03:03
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I dated a teacher a few years ago She called me judgmental i showed her the door I called her a trick that wasn’t worth it Call me judgmental and see what you get I dated a wedding planner last year She told me i wasn’t on par she feared She cried the day i decided to move Too bad new york doesn’t work for you I don’t know why every love of mine is such a chore I just can’t find reason to subject myself to more I try and try to make this one the one that really lasts In spite of my problems you can keep it to yourself I dated a doctor the other day She called me a drop out with nothing to say I had to do something to let her know That i stopped caring a few years ago I don’t know why every love of mine is such a chore I just can’t find reason to subject myself to more I try and try to make this one the one that really lasts In spite of my problems you can keep it to yourself I’m tired of everybody telling me what’s wrong with me When I don’t give a damn keep it to yourself I’m tired of everybody telling me their problems with me I don’t give a damn keep it to yourself I don’t know why every love of mine is such a chore I just can’t find reason to subject myself to more I try and try to make this one the one that really lasts In spite of my problems you can keep it to yourself
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Suburbia 03:59
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Tomorrow is the last day I want to see the world I never went to Europe like you said i should Many things escaped me but i never said word But still I saw your inconsistencies It’s been to long that you’ve hid from me I’m left here tearing my throat is in my hands Two days passed and I’m still a nervous wreck You talk about your regrets you wear them like a sweater I don’t mourn the birth of us I mourn the death of me Tomorrow is the last day I want to see the world I never went to Europe like you said I should Many things escaped me but I never said word But still I saw your inconsistencies It’s been to long that you’ve hid from me Two cats and a dog and a white picket fence in the front yard Cookouts every saturday the neighbor imposing on us Something about this situation is unsettling It’s much too late for me I’m a public embarrassment I’ve got one way to take this you don’t love me You never talked to me so how was I supposed to know That all you wanted was a piece of your parents I’m broken down from trying would you please stop quitting Tomorrow is the last day I want to see the world I never went to Europe like you said i should Many things escaped me but i never said word But still I saw your inconsistencies It’s been too long that you’ve hid from me I wanted to see everything but I’m lost and I’m tired of working The last thing I could tell was the ballerina had fallen
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Here Is Your Ballad 03:44
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How’s the weather down South Did the Sun come out How’s the man that you love Is he still around? You’d have come to New York To sleep on my roof I can’t do that to you No, not anymore So tonight, I’ll write a song for you to let you know How much I had always wanted you, so let’s go Here is your ballad, your love song, song from someone You wanted something you could sing, sing along to So there’s the weather up north And it’s seldom warm and I can’t carry on when I’m all alone I’d have flown to your door to keep you warm We’ve both figured out now There’s no need anymore So tonight, I’ll write a song for you to let you know How much I had always wanted you, so let’s go Here is your ballad, your love song, song from someone You wanted something you could sing, sing along to Here is your ballad, your love song, song from someone You wanted something you could sing, sing along to Here we are again, again alone and someone else will say Here is your ballad, your love song, song from someone You wanted something you could sing, sing along to Here is your ballad, your love song, song from someone You wanted something you could sing, sing along to I can’t write you songs that let you know my deepest regret and I can’t explain away why I never told you this back then yeah, here’s your ballad
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The Story 03:36
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Ohio 03:33
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You swore that there was nothing i could do, But i told you I’d do anything to keep you. On my knees, wet eyes, pleading a failed case, In my dreams, you cried, and wiped my tears away. Here in your room you’re cold, angry, and loud All i wanted was to talk to you about it. Hugging your knees, your eyes are tired of my face. You don’t care anymore you’d rather walk away. If you can’t look me in the eyes, then why would i want to move home I’d be ashamed of all I’ve done, if maybe you wanted me home I have always had your arms, and that’s what i always called home In ohio You laughed and said, were you always such a dick? I died inside. i never meant to be this. Then you tell me that i always have to be right, And with that look in your eyes you say, I’m always right. If you can’t look me in the eyes, then why would i want to move home I’d be ashamed of all I’ve done, if maybe you wanted me home I have always had your arms, and that’s what i always called home In ohio I wish that i could start over from the beginning I’d live like every day i was in training The ins and outs of a life i left behind The one who loved will never be mine If you can’t look me in the eyes, then why would I want to move home I’d be ashamed of all I’ve done, if maybe you wanted me home I have always had your arms, and that’s what I always called home In ohio
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Fool's Gold 03:41
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8.
Sorry I'm Not Hotter 03:53
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Early one friday night Midnight bar number five She comes around the corner Sits at the bar and orders Two drinks is two drinks shy For her to give me time Two drinks as it turns out Too fit to bring her ‘round and I could see she wasn’t interested in me and anyway I knew she wouldn’t be ‘cause I don’t have a six pack and I don’t even own a tank top I’m sorry you’re say vain and yes this song’s about you I’m sorry I’m not Hotter She drinks her pink cocktail Swirls her hair in the air waits by herself for friends fights off male advances I drink my jack and coke and step outside to smoke Ignore my friends all night I wait for the right time and I could see she wasn’t interested in me and anyway I knew she wouldn’t be ‘cause I don’t own a business and I don’t even make six figures I’m sorry you’re say vain and yes this song’s about you I’m sorry I’m not Hotter
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I Hope You Like This Song 04:30
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You pack the car and you move across the country Found an apartment in the largest of cities You came to show the world What you swore no one had ever heard This is where our story finds us I got a face for radio that girls come onto and I can’t read music and I pound on my piano I got nothing that anyone could ever want Built up insecurities the most that I could even give I hope you like this song I hope you like this song Moved to the east coast in a big blue van Packed to the rim with what comes with a musician One part self-doubt and another part of arrogance Sprinkle in a smidge of hope and now you know what you’re up against If you’re looking for me any night this is where you’ll find me I got a face for radio that girls come onto and I can’t read music and I pound on my piano I got nothing that anyone could ever want Built up insecurities the most that I could even give I hope you like this song I hope you like this song It Doesn’t matter after the show what you tell me Mom was right sayin’ “You’re your own worst enemy.” And I’ll sit and contemplate all the notes I played wrong tonight Tomorrow when I wake the mirror portrait of myself will say Just sit down and play a song Just sit down and play a song But I got a face for radio that girls come onto and I can’t read music and I pound on my piano I got nothing that anyone could ever want Built up insecurities the most that I could even give
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Battered Apartments 03:40
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You take a friend and turn ‘em in to something that you’ve always wanted It slips again through your hands and now you know the end is coming We ride our impulses like cavalier horses Crashing through the walls of our battered apartments I met her in a bar on 89th st. Friend of a friend I couldn’t help but let her see I’m interested in everything she has to give So I’ll begin to go the way of moving in We ride our impulses like cavalier horses Crashing through the walls of our battered apartments Years down the road I finally make a move for you Quickly I know that what I’ve done just can’t be good The word regret synonymous with back-peddle Relationships are better left up to the pros We ride our impulses like cavalier horses Crashing through the walls of our battered apartments And in the end no one wants to recognize That what they’ve done causes fault on both the sides Yeah I’m annoyed but why should I be so surprised Just jumping in Not bothering to mind the tide You take a friend and turn ‘em in to something that you’ve always wanted It slips again through your hands and now you know the end is coming We ride our impulses like cavalier horses Crashing through the walls of our battered apartments

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released June 2, 2010

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Luke Wesley Brooklyn, New York

Piano Pop Rock with some groove.

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