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letra de landlord - wil wagner

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[verse 1]
i stood in the place where you f-cked me and thought about how i’d never see you again

i still sleep in the room where you dumped me, voices still in the walls and i’ll bring home new friends

gotta shake off these nasty addictions, to gratification and self-flagellation

it’s too late in the evening and it’s too late in general
i miss having meaning and a distraction from myself

want to be struck by new love’s lightning all f-cked up dripping wet and frightening

or just have something that leaves me smiling to myself as i walk back home

[chorus]
but i’d become less like a lover and more like a landlord
and i was less like a lover and more like a carer that i could not afford
and you were less like your old self and more like your mother
i was hopeful but hopeless now i’m just one of the others

you are less like a lover and more like a landlord

[verse 2]
said i’ll be your emergency contact if you kiss me when you get back
i called you, i had to, went straight to your message bank

wanted to make up for a lost time, make up for a lost cause
would’ve stood tall, but for once in my life i wasn’t the one who pushed for the fall

so one of these days i’m gonna drop dead and you’ll only remember the nice things i said
so put your rose-coloured gl-sses on, pretend you’re fine until i’m gone
and you can do whatever the f-ck you want

[chorus]
and i’d become less like a lover and more like a landlord
and you’d become less like a lover and more like a carer that i could not afford
and you were less of your old self and more like your mother
i was hopeful but hopeless now i’m just one of the others

i was less like a lover and more like a landlord

[verse 3]
i still sleep in the room where you dumped me
write songs about how i’m never speaking to you again

shouldn’t make any difference, surroundings don’t influence
the person that i think i am [x4]

[chorus]
and i’d become less like a lover and more like a landlord
and you’d become less like a lover and more like a carer that i could not afford
and you were less of your old self and more like your mother
i was hopeful but hopeless now i’m just one of the others

you were less like a lover and more like a landlord

- wil wagner

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