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letra de i'd rather be alone - justin mohn

a banshee in the street makes everybody stir
listening to all the pretty little birds
singing they want me in major, minor thirds
take a hit babe just listen to my words
i’d rather be alone if i’m not with her

well, she was my night queen and i was her day king
in between sheets – of course we were naked
it was all in my dream but still my bedframe was shaking
we were the team the public was eyeing
a stream of her love, yes it saved mе from dying
she was flat like a prarie but bеhind we were spying
she had a huge derriere-ee i would touch if i’m lying
down with my faerie now her memories spare me
no, i never get sick of it cuz an angel once cared for me
now my heart is so thick, she makes my songs erotic
she makes my sprit uplift – oh yeah, her words are hypnotic
she talks with her hips, she’s the model in my mind
i’d like to toggle; to get flipped – i’m a mogul so i wallow
to a meadow where i follow her down to get mellower
bound to the green grass; soon autumn will turn it yellow
a blue lake is on her left, her dress waves in the breeze
with her dark hair she smiles and i’m finally at ease
she is so rare… so i am so pleased
she’s giving me a place to be; i’m kissing her so frantically
i’m wishing this eternally, but this is life’s contrast for me
cuz this is all a fantasy…
a banshee in the street makes everybody stir
listening to all the pretty little birds
singing they want me in major, minor thirds
take a hit babe just listen to my words
i’d rather be alone if i’m not with her

fighting to be sober now i wander all over
looking for an ex-lover, but why should i bother?
in the slums where i follow dark shadows and alleys
for my peaks and my valleys; what will this next shadow carry?
smokes into puff there’s my fairy; she’s the one that i’ll marry
everyday planetary, i am earth’s missionary
my life’s become legendary, but it’s just temporary
down i come, necessary; cresting full pulmonary
in a tub where i’m buried in a sea full of liquor

dementia from anxiety; don’t want to be part of society
the drunkie is inside of me, tell me it’s time to eat
don’t be scared girl, i don’t eat meat; come on babe, let’s start the heat
your oven’s hot; it’s not discreet- we have no friends, we have no team
no one to trust your sheets between; which girl is next? i’m still hungry
this is what she did to me; intentions of sobriety, dying of variety
a monkey is inside of me, telling me to be a thief
steal the hearts of all the girls; cheat them of what spites just mean
with her is who i tried to be, now look at what she did to me…
a banshee in the street makes everybody stir
listening to all the pretty little birds
singing they want me in major, minor thirds
take a hit babe just listen to my words
i’d rather be alone if i’m not with her

- justin mohn

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