Your Only Doll by Laura Marling

Back to my home

Back to my owner

Who screams at my tardiness

Put his hands to the sky

And says “What can I do

With a girl if she refuses to be mine?”

Without You by Ingrid Michaelson

I did what I did for you

I did what I could

I did what I don’t know how

You did what you did for you

You did what you would

I don’t know, I don’t know now

Filed Under: Ingrid, STAAWWWWWWP

I Was Made For Sunny Days by The Weepies

Found the look you gave me when we were first in bloom

When I thought that you might save me from the dark side of the moon

Instead we both went walking through the shadows and the gloom

And we never did stop talking and you still light up the room

Filed Under: Summer jams that almost make me not want to hibernate until November.

Smother by Daughter

I am wasted, losing time

I’m a foolish, fragile spine

I want all that is not mine

I want him but we’re not right

In the darkness, I will meet my creators

And they will all agree that I’m a suffocater

What The Water Gave Me by Florence + The Machine

I was a heavy heart to carry

My beloved was weighed down

Hymn #101 by Joe Pug

And I’ve come to meet the legendary takers

I’ve only come to ask them for a lot

Oh, they say I come with less than I should rightfully possess

I say the more I buy, the more I’m bought

And the more I’m bought, the less I cost

Oh, Joe, you’re like a sweet mix of Bob Dylan and The Tallest Man On Earth. It’s glorious, you beautiful man.

The Blues Are Brewin by Billie Holiday

Suppose you want somebody

But you ain’t got nobody

You only got a gleam in your eye

Till somebody’s found you

And puts their lovin’ arms around you

You got the feeling you want to die

But when the Lord up above you

Sends someone to love you

The blues are something you lose

One fine day, we’ll meet once more

And then you’ll want the love you threw away before

One fine day, you’re gonna want me for your girl

Flowers in Your Hair by The Lumineers

It takes a boy to live

It takes a man to pretend he was there

Breezeblocks by alt-J

She may contain the urge to run away

But hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks