Lyrics

Ain’t Love Grand

Love. Sex. Obsession. Absence. Art. Such the themes that often influence our music, and much of our lives. Here are the words from our first EP, AIN'T LOVE GRAND.

I woke up with the sun hitting my face –
the walls, the light, the heat –
and you haven’t called since our last tirade.

I walk right down the street to the coffee place
to get drunk on something that clears my head.
It’s high noon.

Nowhere in the world we’d be a decent match, nowhere else we would last.
Nowhere in the world we’d stand a minimal chance,
but in the heated afternoon of this town.

I toss and turn, I set the fan at max,
I get up, get a beer and ask
where the hell you’ve been for the last five hours.

You try to speak, I get tired of this;
it always ends up with one of us leaving.

Well, hello, keep your glass.
I trade you a kiss for a drink (I’m buying).
High noon. Hell bent. 100 proof and I have plans for you.

Nowhere in the world we’d be a decent match, nowhere else we would last.
Nowhere in the world we’d stand a minimal chance,
but in the heated afternoon of this town.

Jette Kelly/Charlie T

Going to pick it up slowly.
Going to put it down hard.

He’s going to catch me if he can
He’s a bad, bad man
and I’m his broken heart.

— I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it could be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little drive-by dream.

— I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it should be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little blue-eyed thief.

Don’t you want him when I’m good?
Don’t you want him when I’m not?

Good luck getting up
This is not the road
you want to go after dark

He’s a big, bad man
and I’m his hungry heart.

I know you want him when I’m gone.
I know you want him while I watch…

This is the sort of story
where the hero takes a twist and
then you’d better hurry

Hide your cards.

He’s a hell of a man
and I’m his cheating heart.

— I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it could be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little drive-by dream.

— I miss the way that it was.
I miss the way it should be.
I missed my “once upon a time”,
my little blue-eyed thief.

Save the girl,
save the story.
(You’re too late.)

No need to hurry now
He’ll never find out now
— my little drive-by life
has gone live by night…

Jette Kelly / Charlie T

I couldn’t help myself, so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.

Hey, your love is fine
Your love is dark on dark
and he’s running down my–

Hey, your love got caught
Nothing like a twist and a little bit of shame
To get me–

I swear I’ll let him go.
Cause I’m wild, and I’ll
leave him sweet and broke

I don’t trust your love.
He doesn’t know his own strength.
Maybe he does.

I couldn’t help myself, so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.

Hey, your love he swore
And then he broke your heart and he bit my lip

Said hey, love is hard
And I like it rough I like it raw
I like it too much

It’s not mine.
And the bars are thick but the kisses are fine

Said he’d let me go
But then he took his time
And your love–

He lied he lied he lied

I couldn’t help myself, so I helped myself.
He was so good, and then he…
He was so good again,
he made me crazy.

Jette Kelly / Charlie T

Fragile
Sullen
Mine is a very sharp smile,
I paint it red.

And I try to be “good”,
—like it’s the opposite of “bad”—
But I get lost…
Darkness falls.

Because I want.
Because you watch.
Because I’m pacing
And trying not to touch.

Now you’ve got my attention.
Now you’ve got my attention.

You’ll never see me coming
You’ll never see me leave
And what happens,
happens,
A lady never tells,
but! she’ll let you dream.

Wherever I go,
I leave it in the lines
An indigo ghost
whispering down the wire:

Follow me, don’t come home,
I’ll be your lovely wicked thing—”bad”, I know.

I want.
You watch.
I crave
And I am trying not to touch.

But now you’ve got my attention.
Now you’ve got my attention.

Jette Kelly / Charlie T

You— stay in your corner.

I—will stay in mine.

Don’t you look like that
(that’s cheating)
Two can play

It only takes
One to blow the line.

Sit down.
Just imagine.
(it almost happened)

I’m not gonna close my eyes
Not gonna speak, move, or breathe
Not gonna fall for the fever’s tease
(Not even if he please-please-please.)

I am not gonna give in first
I am not gonna kiss you…
—But I could,
(I might) —It’s too soon,
(not quite)

—Don’t you come a little closer.
(it’s not time)

Red is the color of waiting.
Red, the swell of bitten lips

Red, the press,
what shade of vexed,
and the invisible ink of fingerprints
on undulating hips.

I know what your limits say…
And when you put it that way.

I’m not gonna close my eyes
Not gonna speak, move, or breathe
Not gonna fall for the fever’s tease
(Not even if he please-please-please.)

I am not gonna give in first
I am not gonna kiss you.
—But I could,
(I might)
—It’s too soon,
(it’s just right)

—Don’t you come a little closer.
—If you come a little closer.
(won’t you come a little closer)

Jette Kelly / Charlie T

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