All The Dirt

by Hannah Gillespie

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released May 24, 2011

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Track Name: Under Covers
Listen to the rain fall
Listen to it slide
Babe it’s not about you
Every fucking time
I want to go out drinking
I want to share a line
I want to get in my car and drive blind!

If I wrote this song for you
What difference would I see
If I wrote this song for you
What would you do for me

They don’t know my secrets
They just know your lies
Babe it’s not about us
Every fucking time
I want to take my clothes off
I want to feel divine
We’re going round in circles
Like butterflies

If I wrote this song for you
What difference would I see
If I wrote this song for you
What would you do for me

Nothing like the colours that you promised and I need
I watch you lying under covers next to me
I’m changing my mind
Your time to waste
That’s what I’ll take
Track Name: Headlights
Hey there sweet girl walking on your own with your head down
Streets never ending,
You don’t know which way you’re going - down or up town
Blistering sun, your old coat on, you’re not feeling anything
Better watch your step, when it’s you falling over
It’s the same old thing - the same old thing

Hey there sweet girl how’d you make a mess of this one
Tired, scared excuses make a mockery of love and then you run
It’s never gunna be the right time
If you’re gunna hold your breath for the next fun
Hey there sweet girl, missing him now’s helping no-one
No-one

Headlights driving up and down this road
His old shoes lying by the door in your home
Scent lies on your pillow
His words were yours alone
He should’ve been the one you know
Should’ve been the one you know

Hey there sweet girl there’s a million miles more sea
And lands far away with a million little girls like you and me
All grown up with our mothers
And cry babies with our fathers
And waiting on that day, on that day
(What’s this fucking day we’re waiting for)

Headlights driving up and down this road
His old shoes lying by the door in your home
Scent lies on your pillow
His words were yours alone
He should’ve been the one you know

See his face reflected in your wine glass
Well somebody better get you out of there fast
Cause suddenly, he’s all you show
He should’ve been the one you know