Canned Tomatoes (Whole) lyrics - Courtney Barnett

I walk slowly to the store, you don't live here anymore
You used to live round the corner (cigarettes and alcohol)

Last week I turned twenty-four, you don't call me anymore
We used to speak every morning I was sleeping on the floor

I still get the mail for you, I leave it at the door
Every letter seems a warning, pay your rego by the fourth

Monday morning laundry or coffee on the garden wall
You're good 'cause you're never boring, you should probably call me more

Porcelain lyrics - Courtney Barnett

I found you at the store, pretty as porcelain
You are worth so much more, than what you’re going for
Don’t let them handle you, you better start praying
That ain’t no way to be, I got a colour TV

I’ll listen a thousand times, you can repeat yourself
If it helps clear your mind, it’s just another night
Call me when you are done, I’ll count my tickets up
No need to feel so low, you’re just as low as you could go.

Ode To Odetta lyrics - Courtney Barnett

I sing high, you sing low
I swing by and you're not home
Oh oh Odetta, won't you come home?

I sing plain, you sing pretty
Everything you say sounds easy
Oh oh Odetta, won't you come home?

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Boxing Day Blues (Revisited) lyrics - Courtney Barnett

How was your day? Mine was okay. Worked my fingers down to the bone.
How about you? What did you do? Spent my whole night dreaming of you.
Like a Christmas tree on boxing day, thrown away.
Why don't you feel for me anymore?

I'm feeling fine, except the times I'm not.
Why are you so calm? I wanna shout. I wanna rip my goddamn throat out.
Like a Christmas tree on boxing day, thrown away.
Why don't you feel for me anymore?
Just like two icebergs in climate change, drifting away.
Why do you feel for me anyway?

Shivers lyrics - Courtney Barnett

(originally by The Boys Next Door)

I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So I think I'll just act bored instead
And contain the blood I would've shed

She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really on its knees
But I keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver down my
Spine

I keep her photograph against my heart
For in my life she plays a starring part
All alcohol and cigarettes
There is no room for cheap regrets

She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really on its knees
But I keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver down my
Spine

She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really on its knees
But I keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell

But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a perennial shiver down my
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Things To Consider Before RSVPing To A Party lyrics - Courtney Barnett

You said you liked me at a party
I said oh well um
Your flatmate was drinking whiskey
You asked me to get you some

I stole your key from your apartment
So you'd have to come around
Stuffed balls of cotton to my sneakers
So I wouldn't make a sound

I disconnected the gas heating
Then suggested movie nights
It got colder, you moved closer
So I cooked us Party Pie

And I did everything to not let you know I liked you
And everything to let you know that I was still around

Like swapping chairs and coughing loudly
Putting on your favorite songs
Standing hidden in the pantry
Hoping you would come along

Like tracing lines into a napkin
To the shadows of your face
Like dropping you to choir practice
On my U12 study break

And I did everything to not let you know I liked you
And everything to let you know that I was still around

Outside the party it was raining
You were hailing me a cab
I had a plane at seven-thirty
Rain was dripping down my back

I'm pretty sure you said you liked me
But a bottle smashed somewhere
You lent me your road map of Melbourne
I pretended not to care

And I can't stop thinking about what would have happened
If I hadn't gone to Melbourne and gone out to your party

Even though you didn't want me to
I just want you to know
There's still a spot left on my key ring
Just for you