You come in here broken, cigarette lit
You come in here more often than you’d care to admit
Seeking spirits to heal you inside
Then the arms of a good man to hold you tonight
Because a good man wouldn’t break you
Even if he thought he could
A bouquet of flowers fresh in your mind
A head full of Xanax oceans of time
Will not begin to mend you inside
Like the arms of the good man you hold out to find
Because a good man wouldn’t break you
Even if he thought he could
But there’s no good man, there’s no good man
There’s no good man in sight
There’s only me here tonight
Someone somewhere, someone sometime
Must have wrecked your heart, messed with your mind
Left all the pieces broken inside
So you come to me broken weary and worn
You come to me naked as the day you were born
You come to me later than you’d like it to be
Letting go of beliefs that you once believed
Like a good man wouldn’t break you
Even if he thought he could
But there’s no good man, there’s no good man
There’s no good man in sight
There’s only me
And I’m no good man
Rundgren-esque rock with big hooks and a hint of the baroque, recommended for fans of Jon Brion and post-Kill Rock Stars Elliott Smith. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 20, 2024
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