we’ll get into a fight
i’ll say things i don’t mean
you’ll say you forgive me
and wipe your hands clean

we’ll go to bed pissed
you’ll say you’ve had enough
but we’ll pretend we both forgot
when we wake up

i don’t think ‘i love you’ means anything to you
your eyes glaze over like ice on a lake
and i won’t lie, baby, i feel so blue
knowing i’m just a habit that you can’t shake

you break down in pieces
and i pick you back up
you tell me you’re leaving
and i call your bluff

i’m a necessity, baby
you need me like air
i don’t need you to love me
i just wish you cared

i don’t think ‘i love you’ means anything to you
your eyes glaze over like ice on a lake
and i won’t lie, baby, i feel so blue
knowing i’m just a habit that you can’t shake

telling falsified stories to my friends
i tell them you’re fine, you’re great
i don’t tell them you’re a habit
that i just can’t shake

you break down in pieces
and i watch you cry
i won’t gather you up anymore
honey, i’d rather just continue to lie

icy blue

(one, two, three, four)

i don’t mind that you don’t like me anymore
i’m not too fond of you, either if it’s any consolation

it’s good to see that you have all these friends
i certainly don’t think that this is overcompensation
for something that you held in your hands but now keep stuffed inside a desk drawer

and by the way, i like this new look you’ve got going on
it doesn’t fit you fully but hey! that’s really not my problem
i saw you got your hair cut and it frames your face real nicely
did you show your hairdresser an old picture of me?

i don’t mind that you don’t like me anymore
but i hope you know that when you dress like me, i’m not the only one to notice

but we can say that i’m just being a bitch
and chalk it up to nothing more than a mere coincidence
so go and tell your sea of friends that i’m another crazy ex that wrote a song cause i was bored

but by the way, i hope that you enjoy adrianne’s show
i hope she sings that song i played for you a year and a half ago
and when she keeps on singing i hope you don’t think of me
and my haircut on your head that frames your face real nicely

nice haircut!

you could call that night a big old mistake
but after months of hell i think i’ve finally caught my break
i might’ve pissed ramsey off
but im learning to let things go

samantha told me i should think things over
and i wish i could forget those couple of hours
where we got too drunk and i said too much
for us to take things slow

how do you know my name?
have you always known i’ve felt this way?
acceptance of a point of view is strange
and i can’t help but feel a bit ashamed

and i can’t seem to quit spinning out
but in a way im glad that at least im not missing out
im a nervous wreck
and i think im okay with that

life is funny in these little ways
it’s all a matter of teaching myself how to behave
before the cord just snaps
and i fall and i fall and i fall too fast

how do you know my name?
have you always known i’ve felt this way?
acceptance of a point of view is strange
and i can’t help but feel a bit ashamed

i feel you standing close to me
this is an opportunity
that i’d be a fool not to pursue

i’ve spent so much time on my own
but you hold my hand as we walk home
and i’m so whipped by you

whipped

you’re checking out
as i’m checking in
i don’t think about
the hot water i’m in

cause i’m cleaning out
all my wounds again
from when your salt-covered fingers
made contact with my skin

but i need you
to tell me the truth
why do the lights turn off
whenever i try to call?

you’re climbing out
while i’m jumping in
i don’t think about
what’s been happening

cause i’m starting to
feel like me again
my wounds heal a lot more quickly
without salt under my skin

but i need you
to tell me the truth
why do the lights turn off
whenever i try to call?

and i don’t want to know if you dream about me
and i don’t want to go to another party
so go ahead and tell me i’m too sweet
or you can lie right through your sugar-rotted teeth

(the salt under my skin makes it hard to be myself again)

(i wish you well, my friend, as we are strangers once again)

i’m fading out
while you’re fading in
i can’t think about
how we felt back then

but you’re reaching out
and you pull me in
with your salt-covered fingers
that burn into my skin

salt

gotta learn some new chords cause this is getting old
i gotta learn some new chords cause i’m
getting old
i’ve gotta learn to strike a chord with the people i know
i gotta learn a new chord before i explode

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me cause i mean nothing
but i thought that i could mean something to you

gotta learn some new chords cause i’m getting old
gotta learn my lessons cause i’m far too old
to be writing stupid songs about people i know
i cant write anything serious or i’ll explode

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me, it doesn’t matter cause i’m nothing
but i thought that i was different, i want to mean something to you

cherry pits and orange seeds
are all you have to give
when i’d give you a cherry tree
even if you didn’t want it

gotta learn some new chords cause i’m getting old 
i gotta make some new friends cause i’m getting old
i gotta learn to change my lowercase to bold
gotta find another hobby because i am far too old

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me, it doesn’t matter cause i’m nothing
was i stupid to assume that i ever meant anything to you?

cherry pits

on the train
on the way to new york city
you held out your hand but told me not to call you nice

who’s to blame
when all of my words escape me
and i slip and fall and end up sprawled out on the ice?

but it’s all static
and i’m erratic
i don’t know what you want to hear

so give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
when my mind’s just a bit more clear

once a day
i will tell myself i’m shitty
for forgetting how i used to feel when i was yours

so i’ll come home drunk
and i’ll wake up with no memory
of what the hell had happened just the night before

i’d tolerate
your big mouth and impulsivity
if it meant that i had the chance to try again

so let’s recreate
the resentment and uncertainty
until one of us has the courage to say when

but it’s all static
and i’m erratic
i don’t know what you want to hear

so give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
when my mind’s just a bit more clear

how bout next weekend?

(oh oh oh)

it’s all static
and i’m erratic
when is the last time we talked?

(hey! hey! hey!)

give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
or maybe this damn loop will stop

how bout next weekend?

valentine

i dove down to the bottom of the lake
but when i came back up i knew i’d made a mistake
cause my head wasn’t on my shoulders
it must’ve fell off while i was swimming upwards

and now i never know when it’s day or it’s night
oh god, a headless girl, what a sorry sight
and people don’t seem to be understanding
but at least i can’t see the staring

because my heads now sitting at the bottom of the lake
hope it likes it there, hope that it’s okay
hope the sand is soft, hope the water is warm
hope it makes some friends with the fish and clams

sure, i miss my head but i know it’ll be fine
after all i know that it’s got a sharp mind
maybe fish will be more understanding
and not do so much staring

(two, three, four)

yeah, my heads now stuck at the bottom of the lake
i know, not ideal, but i guess it’s fate
the situation is out of my power
but my head and i are in this together

yeah, my heads still stuck at the bottom of the lake
but it sent me a postcard, looks like it’s doing great
don’t have a mouth, but if i did i’d be grinning
don’t have eyes, but i can feel you staring
with your mouth open wide

the bottom of the lake (my head is stuck there)

Pristine - Hardstyle Remix

Nostalgic girls is for anyone who feels like they’re always stuck in their head — caught between memories and ‘what ifs.’ It’s about missing the present because you’re too busy thinking about what used to be or what could’ve happened. Hope it vibes with you. ❤️

October 4 2024

Nostalgic Girls

tomorrow

Write to You by George.
From Volume V Side A of the Band of Georges.

Music and lyrics by G. Davies.
Composed 19th May 1985.

Recorded August 1986.
Mixed November 1986.
Lifted from cassette May 2025.

Copyright © 1985 Explicit Music.
Copyright ℗ 2025 Wud Records.

Fun Facts:
Write to You consists of classic riffs and esoteric chords on the guitar.
George found it difficult to deal with the loss of various friends who had moved away.
He decided to write to them, including his muse, to whom he sent a special package with tape as well as a letter.
George wanted the package to arrive on May 23rd, as he had discovered the 'rule of fives', and that might be a cosmic date for such a thing to plop through a letterbox.
This song was written a day or two before the mail-out.
It was not clear if the package ever reached its recipient, but it was not returned, so perhaps it did.

See also:
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/miscellaneous/band-of-georges/
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/miscellaneous/band-of-georges/volume-v-side-a/
https://www.wudrecords.co.uk/news/band-of-georges-release-permission-granted/
https://linktr.ee/wudrecords

Volume V Side A

Write to You

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Band of Georges: Write to You

Original/SVP: 11vein  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJrvKblUh6E

Tuning/Mixing/Art: me ^_^ 
Vocals: GUMI SV
Software: SynthesizerV Pro

【GUMI】Snail Mail【SynthV Cover】


She’s rhyming reasons why
No clouds up in the sky
Feels better when it rains
Washes her tears away 

The starlings dance and sing
But she can’t feel a thing
Dreams without wings can’t fly
Hearts without dreams,
Hearts without dreams can die

She fogs the windowpane
Then draws a smiling face
Puts herself in its place
Then she DRAWS the window shade
I’d rather take your fall
Then watch you walk away from it all 
If the rain is where you hide
I’ll be waiting outside

Eden seems so far away

Reached out to touch the sun
On fire, burning wings are gone
Fall burning just to be
Between the sky and sea

Some cast in molds cracked and broke
While others tempered and gold
Some lost in a gaze
While others burn and fade

She fogs the windowpane
Then draws a smiling face
Puts herself in its place
Then she draws the window shade
I’d rather take your fall
Than watch you walk away from it all
If the rain is where you hide
I’ll be waiting outside


When it Rains

<slow messages incoming>
from: jonasgeitus @jonas-juskaitis
to: [...]

recorded live on September 11th, 2025

SNAIL MAIL #4 WITH JONASGEITUS

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