Ignore my bad knees
I've twisted, torn my ligaments to smithereens
now I can't make the five-minute walk to your house
without them giving out
Ignore my bedsheets
they're never made; beneath this comforter for days
and in our hideout
we can tune the world out as the radio plays
and I can be right here for you—
if you want me to.
We could lie for hours
right beneath the flowers in the window sill
you trace the vacant spaces on my clothes where
cigarette burns haven't spilt
confessing in the starlight
if you're not feeling all right tell me, how do you feel?
You say you're feeling useless, "What's the point
of doing this all over again?"
Well I can't make you all right, but I'll give it my best try
to help you learn to love yourself
"You say you wanna stay here, but not all by your lonesome—
that ain't gonna keep me here."
If you wanna find out what it's like way out west
in another college town
well I'm not really ready but I can be your best-friend—
at least until the end of the year.
and I can be right here for you—
if you want me to.
I can be right here for you, if you want me to
I can be right there for you, if you want me to
I can stay right here for you, if you want me to
I won't ever leave from here, if you don't want me to.
credits
from just putting this out there,
released September 2, 2022
Written and performed by the East Valley Riflemonks.
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024