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This song is by La Dispute and appears on the EP Here, Hear III. (2009).

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I promised Colin I'd keep writing, and
That's the only promise I've kept, but
I have no regrets
Like your empty mailbox?
It doesn't bother me
Not at all

And I promised you I'd come visit soon
Guess I should've made the trip, but
Money's tight as rope and time too
And you know how it goes better than anyone
There isn't ever much of anything we need or think we do
So I don't feel bad
I don't feel bad

Somewhere you cut me out
Fall in love to rinse your mouth
But it doesn't bother me at all

I promised Colin I'd take off to you soon
On an old deck in Louisville, Kentucky
Four stories up, six a.m. and ten deep
While they we're sleeping, and
I said "Keep me in check, friend"
And he tried
But I couldn't be

And that small window closed
And I never really kept writing either, just
Stared downward at the page most times
Or thought about it real hard
And there must be something missing in me
That she's there and I'm still here because
That's messed up
But I don't feel bad about it

Somewhere you cut me out
Fall in love to rinse your mouth
But it doesn't bother me at all

And it doesn't bother me at all
It doesn't bother me at all
It doesn't bother me at all

I have tried to stay hopeful in these moments
They cut ropes to set you free
I have always tried to point the finger elsewhere
This time it points to me

But it doesn't bother me at all
But it doesn't bother me at all
And it doesn't bother me at all

Each chance to lock arms, to lie long in locked eyes
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
And I failed to let go, to cut ties with my life
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
But I'm torn, and reborn, see I died when you left
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
But each word since that day was your name from my chest
(But it doesn't bother me at all)

And each chance to lock arms, to lie long in locked eyes
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
And I failed to let go, to cut ties with my life
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
But I'm torn, and reborn, see I died when you left
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
But each word since that day was your name from my chest
(And it doesn't bother me at all)

And each chance to lock arms
(I am afraid)
(But it doesn't bother me at all)
To lie long in locked eyes
And I failed to let go
(I am afraid)
To cut ties with my life

And it doesn't bother me at all
And it doesn't bother me at all

Credits

Music by:

Brad Vander Lugt

Lyrics by:

Jordan Dreyer

Liner notes:

All music written and performed by Brad on the following instruments: a Gibson electric guitar, an acoustic guitar his father used to play, various keyboards, piano, claps (his hands), stomps (his feet), 2 pieces of Styrofoam hit and rubbed together, an old beat up floor tom, a Pearl 3" piccolo snare (snares off), finger snaps (his fingers), and an A custom 22" ride cymbal. Brad's song is written primarily in 5, excepting the middle section, which is in free time. Inspiration taken from jazz greats of the past and present.

All lyrics written and read/yelled by Jordan and dedicated to her again, the city of Louisville, and to Colin—for a great conversation.

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