Lisa Nicoll

Lisa Nicoll

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Pop - General | Brooklyn, New York, United States
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Member Since: 2006
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The girl singing would stay with him if she thought things would change - his lying, etc. She loves him, but he's bad for her, and that's that. She's seen how this story turns out - it's what his father did to his mother, he's copying his dad to get his dad's love and hurting her (singer) in the process, and so he's losing the love she's been giving.

Lyrics

If I knew I was dying on Monday,
I'd throw all my caution in somebody's trash,
And I'd figure a way to love nobody but you,
And grab all you give up,
And swallow your whole body whole,
And swallow your heart and your soul.

If I knew that the lies that come later
Would come so much later, they'd come not at all,
I would lay down my gauntlet and fly over to you,
And grab all you give up,
And swallow your whole body whole,
And swallow your heartand your soul.

Ch: But I'm cast as a girl with a rent to pay,
And a heart that breaks on command.
And what you say one day, you turn around, it's not the same,
And what I'm saying here, Baby, is you're bad for me.

See, I knew a boy killed by his daddy,
His daddy'd been pissin' on somebody's lawn,
While the mommy lay cryin', home, holding her baby -
She grabbed all he give up,
And swallowed his whole body whole,
And swallowed his heart and his soul.

Ch: She was cast as a girl with a rent to pay,
And a heart that breaks on command.
And what he'd say one day, he'd turn around, it's not the same,
And what I'm saying here, Baby, is you're bad for me.

Br/Out: See, I knew some boys killed by their daddies.
Their daddies were bluesmen with nothing to lose
But their little boys growing up, knowing they're nothing.
They're nothing, they're nothing their daddies could lose.
They're nothing, they're nothing. Their daddies could lose.

Song Length
2:28
Genres
Pop - Lullaby, Folk - Contemporary
Tempo / Feel
Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal
Moods
Heartbreaking, Composed

Subject Matter
Breaking Up, Dysfunctional Relations

Similar Artists
Sheryl Crow, Lucinda Williams
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Lisa Nicoll
Music Credits Lisa Nicoll
Producer Credits Kevin Rose
Publisher Credits Lisa Nicoll
Performance Credits Lisa Nicoll, Kevin Rose, Jason Anderson, Miles Hendrix, Annie Allman, Jesse Jordan, Ricardo Ochoa