November 4, 2009

Pixie Lott – Cry Me Out

Posted in Lyrics, Music Video, Personal Post, Song Comment tagged at 2:00 am by LynxLee

Pixie’s new video of her forthcoming single. I remember how a girl I know uses this song to express herself in her blog. I think the lyrics are obvious. She wants to work out it, but not happy with her man.

I like the how the lyrics are kinda mad and aggressive, but her vocals and song seem so soft, sad and caring. (and sexay!)

Read the lyrics and you’ll think it’s a breakup letter. Listen and you’ll probably hear a love song.

Lovely no doubt.

Mate, you’re too late
And your weren’t worth the wait
Now, were you?
It’s out of my hands
Since you blew your last chance
When you played me

You’ll have to cry me out
You’ll have to cry me out
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself


I got your emails
You just don’t get females
Now, do you?
What’s in the heart
Is not on your head
Anywhere

Mate, you’re too late
And your weren’t worth the wait
Now, were you?
It’s out of my hands
Since you blew your last chance
When you played me

You’ll have to cry me out
You’ll have to cry me out
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself

Baby, you ain’t all that
Maybe, there’s no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away

When I found out
How you messed me about
I was broken
Back then I believed you
Now, I don’t need you
No more

The pick on your phone
Proves you weren’t alone
She was with you, yeah
Now, I couldn’t care
That you weren’t aware
We’re through

You’ll have to cry me out
You’ll have to cry me out
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself

Baby, you ain’t all that
Maybe, there’s no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away

Gonna have to cry me out
Gonna have to cry me out
Boy, there ain’t no doubt
Gonna have to cry me out

Won’t hurt a little bit
Boy, better get used to it
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away

Listen, I got the emails
I got the text
The answer’s still the same
It’s the way it is
I got to go

You’ll have to cry me out
You’ll have to cry me out
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself

Baby, you ain’t all that
Maybe, there’s no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away

You’ll have to cry me out
You’ll have to cry me out
The tears that I’ll fall
Mean nothing at all
It’s time to get over yourself

‘Cause baby, you ain’t all that
Maybe, there’s no way back
You can keep talking
But, baby, I’m walking away

October 29, 2009

Kings of Leon – Use Somebody

Posted in Lyrics, Music Video, Song Comment tagged , , , , , , at 9:00 am by LynxLee

22,391,150 views in Kings of Leon’s YouTube video can’t go wrong. In fact, it spawned quite a variety of versions. Country, Dance, Acoustic, Vocals. The last video is the official one (which we in Malaysia can’t view – like it matters, right?) So the second last is the alternative. Others, artists covering them.

I know it’s a little sad.. but..

You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

*hint* 😉 *hint*








I’ve been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I cant reach

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody

Someone like you, And all you know, And how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street

You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you

Off in the night, while you live it up, I’m off to sleep
Waging wars to shape the poet and the beat
I hope it’s gonna make you notice
I hope it’s gonna make you notice

Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me, somebody

Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody
Someone like you, somebody

I’ve been roaming around,
Always looking down at all I see

October 6, 2009

Pixie Lott – Nothing Compares

Posted in Lyrics, Music Video, Personal Post, Song Comment tagged at 5:00 am by LynxLee

Pixie Lott is probably the best new artist to be internationally exposed for this year. (and to think she’s only 18 years old.. even younger than Taylor Swift)
Taylor Swift is born in 1989 and Pixie Lott in 1991.

Anyhow, this is my favorite track from her album. I guess I’m always holding on.. you know.. that’s probably why I love these emotional songs so much. I’ll let go in time. Just needs a little more time..

I have so much mess/clutter to clean up and move on, for good. The first line of the chorus is probably right.. if that’s true, moving on will be the best choice.

Still, I had good times.. =) Though I never heard from you anymore.. We had a good run.

Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?

They say if it doesn’t kill you it’ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can’t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it’s you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

Walking down Brick Lane, feel the blue.
Winds blowing lightly and I picture you.
Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do.
Love is like a dream, when it’s just me and you.

Open my window, sing me a song.
Baby can’t you see that this is where I belong
With your hand in my hand, still feel feel the love
Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was.

They say if it doesn’t kill you it’ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can’t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it’s you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

Sweet sunday morning, all by myself.
Hard love what we’ve done, when with anyone else.
Watch my mascara dripping down.
Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?

They say if it doesn’t kill you it’ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can’t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it’s you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

I’m running fast, as fast as I can, to get you back, just to get you back again.
I can not wait, I can not wait, if we can be, we can be us again.
I cry at night, cry at night, I’ll cry for all the words, all the words I didn’t say.
Sweet Sundays, sweet Sundays.

They say if it doesn’t kill you it’ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can’t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it’s you.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.