John was a modern man/
his office had a cafeteria
where he'd buy his sandwiches/
and meet you when the morning turns to day
before all of the black messes
coated up your eyelashes
and you make him give up
on all of your charms
this love is like a black stone
sinking to the bottom of the river
oh will you be the water?
come to rush over?
don't make me give up
on all of your charms
he sees you at the party
you're looking pretty hazy
why don't you love me baby?
why don't you love me baby?
but the lipstick on his window
spells it out, he's an asshole
and he makes you give up
on all of his charms
and you make him give up
on all of your charms
A snarky dispatch from NYC's downtown underbelly that skewers hipster lotharios, malicious models, and other indie-sleaze tropes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 21, 2023