I want to be alone
I want to be known
for having a heart so black
to boom and bust
a belt of rust
and a burden on my back
Fall apart without fire or fanfare
On your mark for the human race
Tell myself I'm getting my fair share
A little more than a dying wage
When do you say "I've had enough"
Settling down before I've started up
Only dust rises up from the ash
These buildings weren't built to last
A legacy made of broken glass
And we didn't even breathe fresh air
I was moved and touched
and shoved so much
all I did was wax romantic
about a give and take
that was bound to break
given the integrity of plastic
A little rain will cave my roof in
A little weed can crack the road
Power lines lose power so easy
After that we'll be unknown
Trembling trees with crowns of crows
Line the streets where houses ain't called homes
Do you ever think that they might've been right
Some people who've been taking flight
Won't get lost in the middle of the night
'Cause it's the middle of the night somewhere
The third album from the Chicago band features upbeat Americana alt-rock underscored by themes of uncertainty and upheaval. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2020
Wife Patrol make instantly catchy alt rock with streaks of punk, new wave, and metal, overlaid with Bangles-esque harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 20, 2020