I can’t treat you any different from how it’s always been.
I don’t know how to make anything better; I never did.
And I wonder how my life would have been if the cards were shuffled just one more minute,
But that never happened; now it feels wrong, without you in it.
Please come home.
You can hate me as much as you used to.
You can blame me for anything you want.
What I wouldn’t give to walk into a room and find you in it.
Please come home.
I can’t say, I’ll ever understand you.
I’ll most likely always get you wrong.
What I wouldn’t give to sit next to you with all those problems you never let anyone solve.
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I saw Mal Blum perform years ago at a show and I felt instantly connected to the songs they wrote. There's something just really comfortable about the stories the songs tell, and it can seem so personal at times that it just feels like your own feelings inserted into the words you couldn't find on your own. sammichbot
supported by 4 fans who also own “Please Come Home”
This, along with the Every Time.... album, was spinning non-stop in my home a couple of years ago. I still come back to it regularly, and I love it dearly.
Also, Valentine's Day is one of the best burns I've heard. Absolutely epic. newt
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024