i wanna be where the bands are.

jesuslacey:

dignifiedanddainty:

kevin devine’s new song, 12.20.11 at maxwell’s last night

stop perfect song stop

Petit Mort, i asked you for an answer

Petit Mort, i sang until you slept

Petit Mort, you took yourself, you bastard

Petit Mort, now sleeping’s all that’s left

you took apart the sympathetic angle

when you catered to the bitterness inside

aligned yourself with depths I couldn’t handle

a million daily deaths before you die

gathered a bouquet

roses and posies

and straightened my tie

when I got there, you were nowhere i could find

through layer after layer of subconscious

i hunted for a reason in the woods

i tore apart the map and started backwards

i couldn’t picture living there for good

i left you there to finish setting fires

i left you there to propagate your lie

i left you there cos honey, I was tired

i left you but that doesn’t make it right

i remember your bedroom

ivy and clover

you kept me alive

knives drawn, the butcher world waited outside

Petit Mort, i asked you for an answer

Petit Mort, i sang until you slept

Petit Mort, you took yourself, you bastard

Petit Mort, now sleeping’s all that’s left

(via ambivalentpeaks)