city looks pretty

Courtney Barnett

The city looks pretty when you been indoors
For 23 days I ve ignored all your phone calls
Everyone s waiting when you get back home
They don t know where you been
why you gone so long
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Spare a thought for the ones that came before
All in a daze bending backwards to reach your goal

Sometimes I get sad
It s not all that bad
One day, maybe never
I ll come around

The city takes pity on your injured soul
N heavenly prose ain t enough good to fill that hole
Everyone s soaked in animosity
It s vicious in winter, you never say what you mean
Friends treat you like a stranger and
Strangers treat you like their best friend, oh well
Wakin up to another dismal day
You got a ways to go, you oughta be grateful

Sometimes I get mad
It s not half as bad
Pull yourself together
N just calm down

I ll be what you want oh when you want it
But I ll never be what you need
And the city looks pretty from where I m standing