Souls of the Brave
(Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe)
Keys cut, three for the price of one
Nothing's free but guaranteed for a lifetime's use
I've changed the locks
And you can't have one
You, you know the other two
The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear,
I hear them screeching through the door from our driveway
Hey love, look into your glovebox heart
What is there for me inside? This love is tired
I've changed the locks. Have I misplaced you?
Have we lost our minds?
Will this never end?
It could depend on your take
You, me, we used to be on fire
I
Keys cut, three for the price of one
Nothing's free but guaranteed for a lifetime's use
I've changed the locks
And you can't have one
You, you know the other two
The brakes have worn so thin that you could hear,
I hear them screeching through the door from our driveway
Hey love, look into your glovebox heart
What is there for me inside? This love is tired
I've changed the locks. Have I misplaced you?
Have we lost our minds?
Will this never end?
It could depend on your take
You, me, we used to be on fire
I
Let Me Out
John Farnham
If it's all the same to you
I'd just as soon not come to see you anymore
You're not giving, I'm not taking
I'm like a salesman with one foot inside the door
Well I seem to get the feeling
That I'm filling in for someone else's time
Trapped inside a prison with no walls
Just like a Marcel Marceau mime
Let me out, scream and shout, let me out
Let me out, I'm not waiting until you're finished
Let me out
If it's all the same to you
Just let is go at that, it's over nothing more
Well I'm pushing it uphill, so let it be
I'm on a losing streak, I've lost before
But don't try to cover up the fact
You're using me to play with while wait
Just let me out, I'm getting mad
You'd be surprised how close love is to hate