Give me six strings and some reverb
I'll sing songs 'bout how you made me hurt
You show up early for our last date
I'll tell my friends, how you made me wait

Falling apart ain't easy, but falling for you isn't hard; when I'm running from love.

Give me a full tank and a roadmap
I'll be at your front door, before you can
Tell me you need me, for the future 
Ill remind you; I'm still a loser

You've spent years trying to hate me
I forgot all the reasons that you gave me.
Tell me you're sorry for what you did
You'll never forgive me, for what I said

Falling apart ain't easy, but falling for you isn't hard; when I'm running from love.

Falling apart ain't easy, but falling for you can be hard; when I’m messing it up 

Tell all your best friends how our night went
Last impressions come first in the end
Say I kissed you, and didn't mean it 
Play all your games, force me to forfeit

Falling apart should be easy, but falling for you is so hard; 

Falling apart should be easy, but falling for you is so hard; when you can't come clean

Give me a verse to say what I need
I'll sing a line that cuts a bit too deep 
You'll hum along without knowin’ the words
I'll burn all the pain that might have been yours

Falling apart ain't easy, but falling for you is so hard.

Falling apart ain't easy, falling apart is so hard…
When you’re falling in love.

Demos

Falling Apart

February's tune, holding true to my "song-a-month" resolution. Coming in a day late though, so sorry about that. xoxo.

Up Close

"Up Close" - Colton Williams

Believe Me incorporates raw driving twangy guitar with horns and a subtle message that you can't have it all, believe me.

Believe Me

Pinot (demo)

Song-a-month #3

Written, Produced, Recorded: Colton Williams
Additional instrumentation: Brandon Weaver

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So behind on the whole "song-a-month" goal, so just pushing this one out. 

Special shoutout to Sam Taylor for the drums/co-producing that rhythm section from a different postal code. Much love.

Lyrics:
Why talk when we could touch?
Where we’ve been just ain’t close enough 
Something new could be so real
Just trust yourself and feel
Why lust if we’re in love?
Broken hearts are enough to trust,
So honey let’s just drop the act
Take my hand and—dance

They're calling it a sin,
We're just playin' pretend
Running out of rules to bend

Your body language is so complicated
And I’m getting lost in translation
Your body language is so frustrating
I'm starting to fake it, I hate it

Why leave if we can dance?
You’ve got the moves needed to prove
No one owns you like you own the floor
Turn the music up and shut the— door
Who taught you how to laugh?
Faking smiles and making plans
You’ve got me right where you need
Dripping with sweat and sympathy 
Why run if it feels right?
Taking numbers and wasting time
You thought you knew yourself
But you could forget tonight

They're calling it a sin,
We're just playin' pretend
Running out of rules to bend

Your body language is so complicated
And I’m getting lost in translation
Your body language is so frustrating
I'm starting to fake it, I hate it

Caught up in all of our loneliness
blurring the lines of wrong and right
shedding the weight of holiness 
finding ourselves while we’re losing sight 
I just needed some truth
No need to go easy
Bankrupt my youth, girl please
Smile, wave, fake happy

I just needed some truth
No need to go easy
Bankrupt my youth, girl please
Smile, wave, fake happy

Your body language is so complicated
And I’m getting lost in translation
Your body language is so frustrating
I'm starting to fake it, I hate it

iTunes

"Body Language" - Colton Williams

"Fingerprints" is the new single off Dylan Owen's forthcoming album, Holes In Our Stories. Stream here: http://www.listentofingerprints.com and preorder the new album here: http://www.holesinourstories.com

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Inspired by the time it took to heal the crime scene of my first broken heart
Written and performed by Dylan Owen
Co-produced by Skinny Atlas, Devin Arne
Music by Dylan Owen, Skinny Atlas, Devin Arne
Guitar played by Devin Arne
Live bass played by Nate Sander
Electric guitar played by Nate Sander
Additional live drums played by Nate Sander
Lead background vocals by Regina Zaremba
Background vocals by Andrew Arne, Skinny Atlas, Chloe Borthwick, Conor Burnett, Andrew Laskaris, Beth Oldis, Gabe Valle, Chelsea Wertheim, Regina Zaremba
Recorded at Sweet Sounds NYC
Additional recording by Tommy McCormick at Lovesound Studios in Walden, NY
Mixed by Billy Centenaro
Mastered by Chris Gehringer

LYRICS
I wish that we could leave behind
The remnants of our old lives
And start again once we've wiped clean all the fingerprints
Cuz I'm the only one that’s out here now
If you do come back around
I'm worried that you'll see I wasn't innocent
And I never left
I'm still right here hanging on

The parking lot princess spins dancing in her prom dress
The man in the moon frets wonders if he's on yet
He's seen a lot of things, a lot he couldn't process
For 24 years I've had my hands in my pockets
And my back against the car, notebooks under my armpit
When you come from a town that's never had a prophet
Everybody's almost famous they just haven't had their shot yet
To be honest I don't want to fill my head with that nonsense
Dark fills the clouds and heaven starts shifting
Rain floods the streets until everybody's swimming
I'm cursing up a storm as I talk under my breath
It's just like us to be in over our heads
I never left
I'm still right here hanging on
I'm still right here

I've got a first aid kit and two aching limbs
They always say that there's a first time for everything
I'm tired of wearing my first broken heart out on my sleeve
I've got a first class plan to be no one now
Got a first hand account of what it's all about
Being lonely as hell with my first broken bones out beside me
And I never left
I'm still right here hanging on

It's almost autumn now I feel it in my cheeks
As my face loses color, gives it back to the trees
I still can't believe how the time passes by us
Quarter century of our lives packed in cardboard boxes
The suicide singer steps back from the microphone
He sacrificed everything to get a little time to grow
Lived a lot of melodies, sang a lot of highs and lows
And wrote it on his forearm, "life is only rock n roll"
I've waited twenty four years to get a taste of it
A bathroom tile dreamer, bathing in my vacantness
An old man waiting at the train station's end
It's just like me to hang on by a thread
I never left
I'm still right here hanging on
I'm still right here

I've got a first aid kit and two aching limbs
They always say that there's a first time for everything
I'm tired of wearing my first broken heart out on my sleeve
I've got a first class plan to be no one now
Got a first hand account of what it's all about
Being lonely as hell with my first broken bones out beside me
And I never left
I'm still right here hanging on

Home isn't a place that we left
Isn't a place that we left
It's just a place in our heads
And we'll find it again
No one's breaking my
Home isn't a place that we left
Isn't a place that we left
It's just a place in our heads
And we'll find it again
No one's breaking my
Home isn't a place that we left
Isn't a place that we left
It's just a place in our heads
And we're finally home

I wish that we could leave behind
The remnants of our old lives
And start again once we've wiped clean all the fingerprints

Holes In Our Stories

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Fingerprints

I wrote this song last year about what it's like falling in love for those in an era of read receipts and DMs. 

Hope it helps. 

-c

Modern Love (Single)

"Modern Love" - Colton Williams

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©2020 Colton Williams / (p) TSP INC.



LYRICS:

She said she cut her own hair
But I couldn’t tell the difference
So I said that it looked great and
She said, “thanks for the compliment.”

I’m scared to admit it
The things that I’m feeling
I said, “I’m sorry, it’s a shame
To let our wheels keep spinning.”

Nobody’s gonna love you like I do
But they’re sure as hell gonna try to
Nobody’s gonna love how I did
But I’m sure they’ll get the hang of it

We painted pictures of what ifs
Abstract but clear enough
To know that I should keep my distance
Nostalgia is killing us

I’m scared to relive it
We saw that I’m missing
I said, “I’m sorry for bringing it up
Let’s just keep on living.”

Nobody’s gonna love you like I do
But they’re sure as hell gonna try to
Nobody’s gonna love how I did
But I’m sure they’ll get the hang of it

Eventually she said to come back
I bought a ticket in advance
Even though she didn’t know that I had
I showed up without a plan

She said, “sorry for being late”
I said, “I just showed up, it’s okay.”
I grabbed her hand as the band played
She led me to the balcony

She showed me the future
I told her how it ends
We just keep playing pretend
She showed me the future
I told her how it ends
We just keep tugging at threads

Nobody’s gonna love you like I do
But they’re sure as hell gonna try to
Nobody’s gonna love how I did
But I’m sure they’ll get the hang of it

Falling Apart

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