Made Me Hard The Whitlams

You made me hard, you made me cold I was simple, but now I know Nobody wants to be the weak one We all want to go from strength to strength You made me hard, you made me strong I was simple

Cries Too Hard The Whitlams

Torch the moon, burn the schools She wrote in red on her bedroom wall - "Nothing's pure", the paint runs to the floor She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How

Out The Back The Whitlams

I wake and the sun has returned Trees with their majesty back I walk down to the sea Yeah, I'll borrow some wax I can sit out here like a teabag No more exercise for me Now I've made it out the back Breathing

Second Best The Whitlams

Movie stars and fancy cars delight you Gala balls and opening nights excite you I dont have my name in lights, Im just a simple boy Dont you hesitate to call me When only second best will do Cover

Time The Whitlams

It's been some months and here she is again In the room where we did it all Careless reminders of another girl staying here Are hard to ignore She don't feel jealous no, she just feels strange

Buy Now Pay Later (Charlie No. 2) The Whitlams

Charlie you're not my Charlie anymore you're screwing it up You're killing your soul with an audience looking on If I hadn't left early last night I would have made a speech to you How you're not

Keep The Light On The Whitlams

We stumble into each others lives and we knock some things over Try not to make a sound Each time you reach out, a new shout or shine-on We run in and fall out, fumble around for the key Ill always

Tonight The Whitlams

You can go to bed Wednesday youre a wanted man And wake up someone else Your oldest friends on the sweetest night Now even they cant help And you run to stay still You hope your heart explodes Your

Little Cloud The Whitlams

Little cloud is searching For a sign of something stirring In the hearts of those below and they all sleep Civic pride and order To raise a son and daughter Staked out and all made clear who got here

Chunky Chunky Air Guitar The Whitlams

She came from the Cocos Islands with a limp and a snow-shaker huh Hocked by a fine Arabian ginger Monsignor He said, "You aints gets nothing 'cause nothing gets made by Koreans" He had dubbin in his

Blow Up The Pokies The Whitlams

There was the stage, two red lights and a dodgy P.A.

Kate Kelly The Whitlams

So you just keep on drinking And you try to forget How they strung up Joe Byrne To the jail house door He looked just like a marionette He was dead for two days And I'll tell you no lies With the press

Beauty In Me The Whitlams

Cross-legged on the front lawn shes had a bad pill The lights of the city they can all go to hell Itll all come good if she can put in the hours She wants to get into film but its gonna take years

Stay With Me The Whitlams

Youre watching the Sunday night movie Im looking at the gun-grey dawn way below me frozen quiet The line goes dead before Ive had my fill of words of reassurance That my home is still my home, its something

Royal In The Afternoon The Whitlams

I won't drink, I won't smoke Won't get home at a hundred o'clock Nobody goin' to satisfy me Except you and the baby and the colour TV I was always in my prime Now I'm falling over the line The boys are

Thank You (for loving me at my worst) The Whitlams

Have I got them in me?

My Floor Is Her Ceiling The Whitlams

Her floor's my ceiling I know what goes on He finishes her quickly And then he gets up to go She walks to the lounge room And puts on a tape Lights up an Alpine And settles in for the night

Beautiful As You The Whitlams

Travelling the world from side to side From Pocket Mountain to the Apples eye Like a misanthrope on Halloween Im hiding Under a tapestry of stone hung from the sky But in all the oceans blur, the planes

Love Is Everywhere The Whitlams

Love is everywhere, I don't want to bend down and pick it up Love is everywhere, a shocking week but can Sunday bail me out Love is everywhere, I want to sit here and hear the sound of that thing

Coming Over The Whitlams

Can you divide the meaning By the number of your words? The money in your pocket By the masters that you serve?

Year Of The Rat The Whitlams

Creeping into town with all these changes in my head Funny how my old haunts all look new A taxi from the airport to the Paris end of King Ill drop my bags Ill see whos in My dirty streets My fabulous

No Aphrodisiac The Whitlams

A letter to you on a cassette 'Cause we don't write anymore Gotta make it up quickly There's people asleep on the second floor There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness Truth beauty and a picture of

Ease Of The Midnight Visit The Whitlams

Show me a way to stop lovin you And I'll stop coming 'round Your flatmate in the front room, He thinks he may have found - The last of the teenage lovers Surprised by what I feel The last of the teenage

12 Hours The Whitlams

Spent 12 hours drinking Slept with someone that looked like you We got up early in the afternoon Her eyes were sweet but how could she Know that we had wandered down a dead-end street And I couldnt

Make The World Safe The Whitlams

I know they all want you With your Desdemona's eyes I'll keep you from danger Save you from prying eyes I can make the world safe for you Come and live over here I can make the world safe for

You Sound Like Louis Burdett The Whitlams

Roll with the punches, down the aisles, and down the street the weeks roll by I'm chewing ice and grinning, I'm spewing up and spinning It's billiousness as usual in my corner of the kitchen Hey you

Been Away Too Long The Whitlams

Everything looks strange to me like a recurring dream I think I know what's coming, til it turns out wrong Ive been away, away too long I cant change where Ive been the bad Ive done and seen But my heart

Unreliable The Whitlams

There's a girl I know I want to take her around the world But she's so unreliable She's so unreliable And it would be my luck She only likes me when she gets drunk And lately she's been thinking

God Drinks At The Sando The Whitlams

He'll come in and sit by me In the grainy light of four o'clock He sits on his hands a lot He's kind of nervous I don't think he's got much money But he's got the time of day 'Cause God drinks

Melbourne The Whitlams

She paints pictures on the wall She eats all of the garden And has an aversion to conviction And she calls her dog "the bear" In love with this girl And with her town as well Walking 'round the

Start My Cellar Again The Whitlams

That was the longest weekend on record And Friday seems like a year ago There are broken glasses all over the place And you've gone home You know that I love you nearly every day Looks like I'm going to

Fondness Makes The Heart Grow Absent The Whitlams

I woke twice last night, walked to the window Looked down at the gravestones guarding St Patricks in the snow And I thought if that's where it all ends I should get home again with you When fondness

High Ground The Whitlams

You've got your favourite programmes The bird, the dog, two cats One of your babies will always Ring on the weekend for a chat A beautiful garden Too easily getting out of hand How can you concentrate

400 Miles From Darwin The Whitlams

We pay to shed a sombre tear in the darkness together here One among the hundreds, crying for the millions And when the house lights break the trance Only then unclasp our hands Compose ourselves

White Horses The Whitlams

All the white horses are dragged below the sea What goes on in there?

I Was Alive The Whitlams

The night I met you were a fucking disgrace Tripping over people falling flat on your face I thought Id dance with you cause you wouldnt remember A year ago now yeah that was the end of December Theres

You Gotta Love This City The Whitlams

You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city You gotta love this city, love this city, you gotta love this city Too sick for breakfast, the car wouldn't start The train was

Best Work The Whitlams

After the fall things will never be the same How in the world can anyone love again?

Fancy Lover The Whitlams

Gone crazy trying to keep up with her Its like youre standing in the darkness In the theatre up the back Joining her ovation When you wish you could distract her take her home You had to try Dont some

Pretty As You The Whitlams

looks His music is better than it sounds When he won't speak Still waters run deep All of this is true When you're as pretty as you Yeah anything is true When you're as pretty as you He likes the

She's Moving In The Whitlams

Cutlery, paintings, lots of feminine things A frilly mat to put under the phone Big old TV and a modular couch Her curtains will look good in this house Because shes moving in, shes moving in Big old

Breathing You In The Whitlams

I'm awake You sleep on and on When you wake my head is resting on your shoulder I'm breathing you in I'm breathing you in Don't get up I'm in heaven Close your eyes it's only half past seven The day's

HARD TIMES Kiss

HARD TIMES Well, I recall days in the city And I think back, "Oh what a pity" Rememberin' how it wasn't pretty Every day life in the city Out in the street we had to take it With friends around

Hard Dreams Gesaffelstein, Yan Wagner

I can think of anything as hard as your love If only I could understand what it is made of I can think of anything as rough as your love If only I could understand what it is made of I trick myself with

So Hard Ciara

ooooooooooooo He made it so hard to trust someone He made it so hard to fall in love (Verse 1) Not trying to mess up this relationship (thinkin) 'cause the last man did me that way you gon do

This Far Kina Grannis

You knew it's harder when you hold me You get me searching for the ceiling Love tried to forget things It's so hard It's so hard So I'll keep going through the motions Creating comfort where there is none

Party hard Pulp

I used to try very hard to make friends with everyone on the planet. I've seen you havin' it, havin' it yeah but now you've just had it.

Made It 잭슨 (GOT7)

about leaving right now it’s too soon We gon ball so hard we made it Fly so high we made it Dripping all along we made it Tell them we got the sauce we made it Ball so hard we made it Fly so high

The Things You Do To Me (Album Version) (Feat. The Memphis Horns) The Robert Cray Band

It's been so long I really need to see you, baby So long When I called you up And talked to you yesterday, baby You really rocked me Oh, you rocked me I made my promise to you, darling And I'm gonna do

Hard Way Alice Peacock

When I think about my lessons learned Every scar that's on my heart I've earned I could travel far but I'd return to the same place I could make it easy on myself Taking the advice of someone else