This was the only song where the music was written with both Steve and I. Generally I structure everything and bring it to the band to add their parts. It's about everyone being right.
lyrics
She always thought he was the kind of guy who liked the look but
Couldn’t stand the smell of smoke
He always thought she was the kind of girl to script these collective feelings
But she only writes when she’s alone
Our hands were washed in broken light
Our hands were stained before His eyes
You found truth in rows of wooden pews
I’ve found it in the way we move
We’ve got it figured out; we’ve got something to prove
To all of you
We feel as if we’ve found our way through the dimly lit streets and the graves our fathers laid
They all have never felt so free, there’s a distinct comfort in belief
We are the kids on front porch steps reminiscing about death
Reflecting on the lives our mothers led
She always thought he was the kind of guy who liked the look but he just liked the smell of smoke
He always thought she was the kind of girl to script these collective feelings
But she knows there are worse things than being alone
Who says the french can't do some proper emo? Also awesome album opening with the Stand by Me references. The tracks are absolutely banging and the whole album is worth listening to. dominikgray
Girl and Her Bad Mood are a dreampop band from Indonesia who excel at nestling heartbreakingly beautiful melodies amidst silvery guitars. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 23, 2023