An acoustic version (with drums!) of Fragile recorded in late 2009. This version has the original second verse lyrics as written by Rob in 1997 (or thereabouts). This is the version of the song we would play if we had a gig next week. Provided we had a drummer.
lyrics
I'm too good to leave, I'm too bad to stay.
You're fat and you're ugly and you don't care anyway.
You've got me round your finger, I can't say a word.
Now is the Pinter of our discontent.
Now isn't that absurd.
Life's a box of chocolates, fireworks and rockets.
Putting fingers into sockets and death threat notes.
It's hard enough to listen when your eyes begin to glisten
And something seems it's missing.
Put my hands around your throat.
You've decided you don't want me; fine, leave me alone.
Don't come round to my house.
Don't call me on the phone.
There's plenty more fish out there fucked up enough to suit you.
Wise up and get the message girl.
What have I got to do to lose you?
You're not content with living with the world or with your new man.
"It's good to be alive," you say, "but it's bad to be a human."
Your suffering's so adrenal.
You angst for your endorphins,
Cause the world has got it in for you,
But it's me you've got your claws in.
credits
from Fragile,
released March 4, 2010
Lyrics: Robert Reid
Music: Rohan Voigt
Vocals: Rob and Ro
All instruments: Ro
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