Lyrics to Luck and Trouble

(2010) Wendy Clark and Tequila Mockingbird

blue

i keep on falling for you, as you creep beside the moonlight

if i could not speak, would you tell me what to say?

you shine the bluest eyes and the dusk retreats to twilight

i don’t mind my misconstructions smiling as you let them ricochet

i’m in love with this afternoon

how good it is – right here with you

then time stands still in this empty room

but how good it feels – to be with you

i readjust my gaze as you realign my eyesight

i woke up running too soon under the milky way

i’m joyous every evening as you pull back the daylight

i scramble to the calendar and plead again for saturday

i don’t take for granted that you have mistaken me for stranded

as you take my cigarette and hallucinate my greed

i beg you to not imply why this is where we’ve landed

as we’ve long stopped complicating who should take or who should receive

i’m in love with this afternoon

how good it is – right here with you

then time stands still in this empty room

but how good it feels – to be with you

actual size it’s got a big red face that comes up clear a two-tone ride that runs on fear a bolt-on shimmy that hums in space and a brand new suit that’s going to waste a brand new suit that’s going to waste

it’s got throw-back padding that’s stapled down a pinched-up liner that’s wrapped for sound a cold blank stare whenever i talk

and thirteen names for the way i walk thirteen names for the way i walk

and i want you to sew it shut before it wakes me up you won’t recognize

the fifteen seconds i close my eyes

and i’m drunk now that you won’t be actual size

it comes when everyone goes to sleep the little red monster you let me keep it starts real small, unfolds its legs

then i feel heat on the back of my head

feel heat on the back of my head i want you right here when it burns up the atmosphere

wrap me steeling tight

unhook your jaws and cover my eyes and i’m drunk now that you won’t be actual size now that you won’t be now that you won’t be now that you won’t be

so surprised

luck and trouble

i thought a shot another man in texas

i thought about the ones in tennessee

what’s the use in doing so much thinking?

when all i do is think of you and me

forecast on the frontier of your future

damn, these cigarettes are tastin’ sweet

what’s the point in doing so much coca-iane?

when all you do is run away from me

but – you were on my mind

cutie-pie – all of the time

but i never thought you’d leave me

in the space you left behind

once upon a time or two in tulsa

the satellite sank into the sea

what’s the use of having all this luck

when trouble stays up late waiting for me

but – you were on my mind

cutie-pie – all of the time

but i never thought you’d leave me

in the space you left behind

and so this anecdote is almost over

the lesson learned is a likely theme

what’s the upshot luck just to fall back down

then to get back up just to fall back down

when the story ends right here for you and me

but – you were on my mind

cutie-pie – all of the time

but i never thought you’d leave me

in the space you left behind

consequence

did you forget my name? i notice everything hasn’t changed did you forget my words

or were they tangled in my obscurity?

i cleared away the residue

anything and everything that happened to do with you

but honey i still stumble and shake

every time that i see you

if you could read my mind

you’d see my love is totally blind

if you could know what i mean

if you looked at me like there was no body else to see

i cleared away the residue

anything and everything i’m prone to misconstrue

but honey i still stumble and shake

every time that i see you

if i could be the one you wanted

then i could be the one you wanted

all of the time

baby, don’t look now

because we still haven’t figured it out

honey, nothing never, ever gets past you

and i am beginning to wonder now if i even want it to

i pulled myself together again

fell back as the story goes, the consequences never end

but honey i still crumble and quake

every time that i see you

if i could be the one you wanted i could be the one you wanted

all of the time if i could be the one you wanted i could be the one you wanted

all of the time

distance

take everything you’ve learned so far and throw it all away i would have told you long ago but you’re nine time zones astray

your lack of concern concerns me, but i think i’m doing fine

ambition doth escape me and i’m dying to make it mine

traffic here on sunday is much worse than you’d expect

waiting at a stoplight lets you sit there and reflect

keep your eye on the canvas; tell me what do you see?

take what you can get – you know that never bothered me

what more can i say to you to make a difference?

each step closer to you, i can feel the distance

stretched out on the grass i count the ways you wrecked my life

cut my dreams right down the seams with that jaded, rusty knife

waited in your driveway, in that old abandoned car

started home at sunset but i didn’t get too far

what more can i say to you to make a difference?

each step closer to you, i can feel the distance

home up beyond these big lights in the miniature town

up over the hills – and the nights which allow

you were the only one and you were the only one

and i stood in the yard – smiled at the sun

way beyond these empty bottles in this place we call home

up over hills we still may roam

you were the only, the only, the only

i tell you i’m lonely, – lonely, i’m lonely

but i want to go home

i want to go home

because i don’t have anywhere left to go

up beyond these big lights in this mediocre town

up over the hills and the nights which allow

you were the only one when you weren’t the only one

stood in the yard – tied down the sun

way beyond these empty bottles in this place we call home

up over the hills we still may roam

you were the only, the only, the only

i tell you i’m lonely, lonely, i’m lonely

but i want to go home

i want to go home

because i don’t have anywhere left to go

i want to go home

i want to go home

because i don’t have anywhere left to go

up beyond these big lights in this mediocre town

up over the hills and the nights which allow

you were the only one when you weren’t the only one

i stood in the yard – tied down the sun

way beyond these empty bottles in this place we call home

up over the hills we still may roam

you were the only, the only, the only

i tell you i’m lonely, lonely, i’m lonely

but i want to go home

i want to go home

because i don’t have anywhere left to go

i want to go home

i want to go home

because i don’t have anywhere left to go

la carta

there was a time in the back of my mind

when i threw in the virtual towel, you said

with a scowl and my meds, it was all in my head

and i had every reason to smile once again

so i wrote down the words

’cause i needed to rehearse

and i left you a note on your microphone

often these lines in the back of my mind

rotate themselves into a blockade, you know

as you come and you go, it’s so easy to show

that it’s just that easy to care once again

so i walked down the stairs

’cause i needed repairs

and i left you a note on your microphone

i don’t care if you write me a letter

i don’t care if you play me a brand new song

what’s the point in dancing all night

if you don’t got no rhythm?

often the time as it creeps down my spine

as it seeps through the ceilings and it knocks down all the doors

as you come and you go, it’s so easy to show

that it’s simply that easy to care once again

so i made a list of the pros and cons

and i waited so anxiously for your response

i don’t care if you write me a letter

i don’t care if you play me a brand new song

what’s use in blaming yourself

when i haven’t done anything wrong?

i don’t care if you write me a letter

i don’t care if you play me a brand new song

what’s the use in writing the verse

when the words are all written wrong?

i don’t care if you write me a letter

i don’t care if you play me a brand new song

how many times have you believed yourself

when you know that everything’s wrong?

wrong

you’ve been acting kind of strange like you really just don’t care

you said you’d meet me at the pub then you never showed up there

i tried to call your house – a strange voice always answers the phone

whenever i go out on a date i find i’m all alone

well i don’t really know why i’ve been waiting for so long

all i wanna know is what did i do wrong

i got home the other night, found all my cds smashed it bits

i figured it was just another one of your epileptic fits

went into my closet, found that half my clothes were burned

matches on your bed stand baby, by now i should have learned

well i don’t really know why i’ve been waiting for so long

all i wanna know is what did i do wrong

what can i say to you to make you understand

what can i ask of you to make a reprimand

so you tell me i’m no good, and you don’t care anymore

so now i’m trying to figure out what the hell i’m with you forgiveness

well i don’t really know why i’ve been waiting for so long

all i wanna know is what did i do wrong

all i wanna know is what did i do wrong

all i wanna know is what did i do wrong