WHAT I WOULDN'T GIVE
I hope you go or stay a while
I'm miserable baby can't you tell
I'll search over this whole world
Just to lay beside you here in this hotel
I'm hopeful but do I look too tired
I'm passionate baby but on the inside
I'm not pretty but I tried
If you hate me I know why
Do you hate me?
I'm constantly out
And I tell myself
That I'm alright but wish that I
Was anywhere else lately
I drive by your house
And just hate myself
Another night I wish that I
Was anyone else but me
When my head pounds
That’s when I'm downing it
Swimming around
Until I drown in it
I lay on the couch
And just think about you now
And what I wouldn't give
When it gets cold let's hit the road
Las Vegas Nevada maybe El Paso
I'll search this world high and low
Just sit beside you here between the rows
I'm hopeful but it's uninspired
I'm on my knees baby don't block the isle
Oh angel look I've tried
Can you save me up this high
I'm so high
I'm constantly out
And I tell myself
That I'm alright but wish that I
Was anywhere else lately
I drive by your house
And just hate myself
For everything you made me out
To be no good for nothing
When my head pounds
That’s when I'm downing it
Swimming around
Until I drown in it
I lay on the couch
And just think about you now
And what I wouldn't give
I'm constantly out
And I tell myself
That I'm alright but wish that I
Was anywhere else lately
I drive by your house
And just hate myself
For everything you made me out
To be no good for nothing
When my head pounds
That’s when I'm downing it
Swimming around
Until I drown in it
I lay on the couch
And just think about you now
And what I wouldn't give
SPORTS CARS
We talked about sports cars
And the dreams you had
And how you got far
But you turned your back for a love
And then it broke your trust
Driving through the shipyard
Over the flatbeds
And watched the Coast Guard
Reflect in the rust
Where you grew up
You'd still count the rows
Of truck stops and mini homes
The amusement park
We got caught in after dark
But baby it’s not your fault
Everything can’t be your downfall
You tried so hard
To be anywhere you are
But you just fall apart
Yeah, yeah, yeah
When you were eighteen years old
You moved out on your own
With a six pack and box of notes
Where ya fill your head with dope
And the green kinda hurts your eyes
Or maybe it's just the fluorescent lights
Pressed against the cold floor tiles
Ya think about the way he smiles
It feels like a bullet hole
In the bed where you woke alone
And in the cold
He was always warm to hold
They say it's all your fault
A piece of ass on the asphalt
So take another mouthful
Of trash talk and alcohol
And you'll be anything you're not
If it's what they want
Then it was getting late
Pulling off at the Super8
Ya felt your body cave
Right into the mattress springs
Yeah
We talked about sports cars
We talked about sports cars
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We were talking ‘bout sports cars
And the dreams you had
And how you got far
But you turned your back for love
EASIER
Constantly a piece of me
Your apathy I can’t feel anymore no
Stop the car
I can feel you wearing off
And I go too far
I can’t come back from it
All my scars
Trying to find you in the dark
‘Til ya gave me something
Real to show for it
But it’s too late
I’m not the taste
You like on your tongue anymore
If I’m insane
Ain’t that the same way
I was when I was yours
Would you hand over my heart a
And all the lines that you let blur
Was it easier with her
So much easier with her
Dirty clean
You were always saying things
Ya didn’t mean
To fill the space with words
Saline
Tears in a light blue stream
You were everything
And none of my concern
It’s too late
I’m not the taste
You like on your tongue anymore
If I’m insane
Ain’t that the same way
That I was when I was yours
Would you hand over my heart
And all the lines that you let blur
Was it easier with her
So much easier with her
Constantly a piece of me
Your apathy I can’t feel anymore no
I don’t wanna go there babe
I don’t wanna get deep
I don’t wanna feel things
When there’s no need
Can’t feel your touch
I can’t feel your warmth
It’s all been done and to me what for
You’re so dirty clean
Ya play so cheap
Ya clipped my wings
When no one else could see
I’m falling down
I’m on my knees oh please
Constantly under pressure
I have never known much better
I could have been here by myself
And doing fine without you now
Doing fine without you now
Doing fine without you now
Instead I stay up talking
Circles to myself
Yeah
CREDITS:
Little Heaven EP 2023
Recorded at The Concrete Smile
in Toronto, ON Canada
Produced by Loviet x Matt Tomasi
Mixed, mastered, engineered by Matt Tomasi
Additional tracking by Loviet
Vocals, guitar, piano, synth by Loviet
Bass, guitar by Matt Tomasi
Drums, percussion, synth by Ryan Perry
Track one, track three written by Loviet
Track two written by Loviet x Matty Galaxy
Photography by Barb Color