I'm not such a good lover I'm a better talker So when you touch me there I'm scared that you'll see Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I don't love myself
And there are things these days That can help you through a phase Like food & health & fear I prefer the beer Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I hate myself
Oh when the cityscape is born From the ocean floor It speaks its native tongue Physical, subliminal Not the way that it left you cold But the way that you left yourself
When the Moon falls from the Earth When the Sun, it fills its girth And I know we'll go howl at the night But still the sun will not hide our fight
Oh, I laugh a lot But that's just a plot I found a way to make the night stay Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I hate myself
It was Oprah On the TV show She told me so
It was Oprah On the TV show She told me so
Ah, it was Oprah On the TV show She told me so
Not the way that I don't love you But the way that I love myself
'Set The Fire To The Third Bar' (feat. Martha Wainwright)
I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from here to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face My finger in creases of distant dark places
I hang my coat up in the first bar There is no peace that I've found so far The laughter penetrates my silence As drunken men find flaws in science
Their words mostly noises Ghosts with just voices Your words in my memory Are like music to me
I'm miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold gound I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms
After I have travelled so far We'd set the fire to the third bar We'd share each other like an island Until exhausted, close our eyelids And dreaming, pick up from The last place we left off Your soft skin is weeping A joy you can't keep in
I'm miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold gound And I, I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms
And miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold gound and I, I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms
Home no more home to me, whither must I wander? Hunger my driver, I go where I must Cold blows the winter wind over hill and heather: Thick drives the rain and my roof is in the dust
Loved of wise men was the shade of my roof-tree The true word of welcome was spoken in the door - Dear days of old with the faces in the firelight Kind folks of old, you come again no more
Home was home then, my dear, full of kindly faces Home was home then, my dear, happy for the child Fire and the windows bright glittered on the moorland; Song, tuneful song, built a palace in the wild
Now when day dawns on the brow of the moorland Lone stands the house, and the chimney stone is cold Lone lt it stand, now the friends are all departed
The kind hearts, the true hearts, that loved that place of old
Spring shall come, come again, calling up the moorfowl Spring shall bring the sun and the rain, bring the bees and flowers; Red shall the heather bloom over hill and valley Soft flow the stream through the even-flowing hours
Fair the day shine as it shone on my childhood Fair shine the day on the house with open door Birds come and cry there and twitter in the chimney But I go for ever and come again no more
Left the pain before the dawn She never thought it would or could be easy Been inclined to carry on Hold my hard head And watch you walk out on me See the tears one by one They fall down my hard head Forever Forevermore
Fall around into the ground Deep down Far as you can
Go out tonight & meet the dawn again It'd be nice to see an old friend Learn to accept the things I am I never liked myself before Now even less When it rains it pours Down my hard head forever Forevermore
Fall down into the ground Deep down Far as you can Who was I kidding? Who was I kidding?
Oh, your record label hasn't come through yet You've gained some weight And all you can think is When the Romeo's gonna show Oh, I know, babe, You're the best thing yet But take it from me I would if I could Fuck it all
Your mother loves you Your daddy needs you Your brother feeds you
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore And I'm young & I'm strong But I feel old & tired Overfired
And I've been poked & stoked It's all smoke, there's no more fire Only desire For you, whoever you are For you, whoever you are
You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around I'm cracking up And you have no idea
No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom In your bedroom Standing over your head With her hand in your head With her hand in your head
I will not pretend I will not put on a smile I will not say I'm all right for you When all I wanted was to be good To do everything in truth To do everything in truth
Oh I wish I wish I wish I was born a man So I could learn how to stand up for myself Like those guys with guitars I've been watching in bars Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat To a different beat To a different beat
I will not pretend I will not put on a smile I will not say I'm all right for you When all I wanted was to be good To do everything in truth To do everything in truth
You bloody mother fucking asshole Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole Oh you bloody mother fucking asshole Oh you bloody...
I will not pretend I will not put on a smile I will not say I'm all right for you For you, whoever you are For you, whoever you are For you, whoever you are
This, this life Is boring This, this life Right now is snoring That's all right That's okay It's still worth living
When it is not I got the gun for my head Want to break free instead But I could never pull the trigger I get too scared So I stand up instead I go wild
Oh, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song There's a song, there's a song It's in my head There's a song, there's a song A little country song It's in my head
Dear, dear man Be nice to your girl She knows that you could Live without her And so she cries in your arms Every night Til you walk out the door She goes wild
Oh, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song, there's a song There's a song, there's a song It's in my head There's a song, there's a song A little country song It's in my head It's in my head
On a parti, six ans de mer Sans pouvoir border la terre Au bout de la septieme annee On a manque de provisions
It's in my head, head, head It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head, head, head It's in my head It's in my head
It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head It's in my head
This, this life Is boring This, this life Right now is snoring
Summer comes and rain falls away But the very next day it seems The snow comes to stay
And you too will go just like the dog days do I'll put on my hat, my gloves, my scarf To keep the cold apart
But there are no hats, gloves, scarves for the heart Just a cold wind which leaves its frosted mark
Don't forget that I will always love you Just a reminder to help you pave your pathway Summer comes, fall it cools Winter it snow, spring it rains And you go
But in my silly mind I've gotten married to you You're across town, don't even have a clue Or these images that in ten years I'll run into you & fall right back inside of you
Don't forget that I will always love you Just a reminder to help you pave your pathway Fall it cools, winter it snows Spring it rains, summer comes And you go
So when will we meet next and where will it be On a platform track in an old movie Cause time moves in circles & can leave you anywhere
These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they're coming up They're coming up wild
These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they're coming up They're coming up wild
They are like those children Go off to school & don't come back And I am like their mother Waiting around about to crack Crack Crack I want them back Crack Crack I want them back Back Back Back
You are like a flower You rise & rise to the sun You do not look back at where you came from I wanna be like that That That That
And the boys they run faster And they throw harder And they get stronger And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone I wanna be like that That That That
And the girls they are pretty And they get silly When they get giddy And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone I wanna be like that That
I'm on my knees in the corner Wiping my floor, wiping my floor, yeah And they are gone, they are gone, they are gone I wanna be like that That That That
These flowers are coming up wild They're coming up, they're coming up They're coming up wild
These are not my people, I should never have come here The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Ah
These night's that I've been on the road Through my window the moonlight she shone And on my walls the fire she danced Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run Don't look back, you're moving too fast I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the high road from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah
There are millions and millions of people around On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds And I can walk with them I love them I need their love There are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed The the run-of-the-mill, the destitute, and the cold Sores exposed to the blisters and shards Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run I know a place, I've seen a face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah
Run, run Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm
These are not my people, I should never have come here I know a place, I've seen the face Take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah...
제목이 '추신' 할 때 쓰는 P.S. 인가보다. 사족을 의미하는 '추신'과 영화 내용은 상당한 관계가 있다. 여주인공이 제대로 정리하지 못한 첫사랑을 20년이 지난 지금 다시 시작하면서 덧붙이는 이야기라는 의미를 지니고 있기 때문이다. 한국에 개봉할 때에는 원제목으로는 흥행이 어렵겠다고 생각했는지 영어 그대로 제목을 달지 않고 '온리 유'라는 참 귀여운 제목으로 변경했다. 박정현의 노래 제목이랑 헷갈려서 자꾸 'P.S 아이 러브 유'로 검색하는 부작.....
