I Want You – Mitski

Chilled in the kitchen of a city tomb
The light would flicker like a violent womb
The night was thicker than a smoky fume
Eliza waited in her room
Ben, he loved her like he loved no one
The way she laughed and held a smoking gun
The way she always said "What's done is done"
And he is not the only one
Love is a gentle thing
Yours is thicker than a velvet ring
Yours is thicker than a velvet ring
A victim here with a sharp, sharp blade
And Ben, he knew how she was getting paid
Her water broke and they would have to wait
And when he knew that she was fooling
He faced the mirror to avoid the thing
We're out of money and we've sold the bling
And I just wanna take you home
I just wanna take you home
Love is a gentle thing
Yours is thicker than a velvet ring
Yours is thicker than a velvet ring
And I'm wondering
Ring
And I'm wondering

Velvet Ring by big thief

Class of 2013

"Your Best American Girl" from 'Puberty 2' by Mitski, out on Dead Oceans on June 17th, 2016

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Sometimes, Mitski feels life would be easier without hope, or a soul, or love. But when she closes her eyes and thinks about what’s truly hers, what can’t be repossessed or demolished, she sees love. “The best thing I ever did in my life was to love people,” she says. “I wish I could leave behind all the love I have after I die, so I can shine all this goodness, all this good love that I’ve created onto other people.” She hopes her newest album, The Land Is Inhospitable and So Are We, will shine love long after she’s gone. That’s precisely how it feels: like a love that’s haunting the land.

“This is my most American album,” she says. The music feels like a profound act of witnessing this country, in all of its private sorrows and painful contradictions. Sonically Mitski’s most epic and wise album, the songs introduce wounds and then actively heal them. Here, love is time-traveling to bless our tender days, like light from a distant star.

It's full of the ache of the grown-up, seemingly mundane heartbreaks and joys that are often unsung but feel enormous. It’s a tiny epic. From the bottom of a glass, to a driveway slushy with memory and snow, to a freight train barreling through the Midwest, and all the way to the moon, it feels like everything and everyone is crying out in pain, arching towards love. Love is that inhospitable land, beckoning and then rejecting us. To love this place, this earth, this America, this body takes work. It might be impossible. The best things are.