Lyrics

I can see you
With your red dress
Slung across his bed
I can see you
With your hair in a mess
And the lipstick kissed from your face
Girl you’re killin’ me

I don’t want to hear excuses
I don’t want to hear you say
It doesn’t mean a thing to you
It just happened that way

Now I’m standing at his window with a bottle in my hand
And the ache I feel is tearing me apart.
I should go but my feet they won’t take a step
I can’t turn my eyes away as I stand here in the dark … watching you.

I can see you
With your cigarette
And no trace of regret
I can see you
Wrapped up in his arms
And your skin reflecting the blue
Of the TV set

Like the blue of the moon,
Like the blue of the pills I took,
Like the blue that’s come over me
Like the blue of the rock I throw

I don’t want to hear excuses
I don’t want to hear you say
It doesn’t mean a thing to you
It just happened that way

Now you’re standing at his window with the phone in your hand
And I know 9-1-1’s on its way
I should go but my feet they won’t take a step
I can’t turn my eyes away as I stand here in the dark … watching you.

I can see … you

This is the debut album from Chris LaVancher!
credits
released May 29, 2012

Produced, engineered and mastered by Tom Eaton @ Universal Noise Storage, Newburyport, MA

All Songs written by Chris LaVancher 2012 BMI

Featuring Jake Armerding, John Curtis, Paul Kochanski, Tom Eaton & Esther Friedman

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