She told me quite correctly that I was high maintenance,
She pointedly reminded me that I can’t keep it in my pants,
Clap me irons, send me down cos I’m guilty as charged
I could see it in her eyes as she came to realise
That I was really telling lies just to buy myself some time
But it seems that the time’s already gone
Come on now, mate - let’s go get a beer
We can sit in a corner and I’ll lend you an ear
I’ll get the pints in and you get the snacks
We’ll work out a way to win her heart back
She was so mad at me and had every right to be
I wish that I could make her see that she means the world to me
No matter how it might sometimes look
And if that wasn’t bad enough, I couldn’t keep my big mouth shut,
And said a bunch of stuff that I can’t regret enough
Now I’m staring at my phone like a dog with an empty bowl
Come on now, mate - let’s go get a beer
We can sit in a corner and I’ll lend you an ear
I’ll get the pints in and you get the snacks
We’ll work out a way to win her heart back
Pickle Darling looks to the sky on sweet, outer space-inspired LP, elevating their bedroom pop prowess further than ever before. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 25, 2021