MUSIC FOR SALE

(Verse 1)
There’s a coffee stain
Constellation on my favourite shirt
And a neon sigh flickering –
Reminds me it never hurts
To let the static hum, to let the
Record skip
To dance with the shadow that’s
Biting at my lip
(Pre-chorus)
I’m collecting ticket stubs and
Question marks
Scribbling comebacks in the
Margins after dark
(Chorus)
Call it attitude, call it armour, call it
Youth
Call it what you need to feel
Bulletproof
I cut my hair with safety scissors,
Paint the world askew
It’s just a little attitude, shining
Through the bruise
(Verse 2)
There’s a crooked halo tangled in
My backpack threads
And a scribbled map to
Somewhere I’ve never been
I’m a mixtape mood swing, a one-
Way street
Taking the long way home on
Mismatched feet
(Pre-Chorus)
I’m hoarding little miracles under
My tongue
Trading in apologies for songs
Unsung
(Chorus)
Call it attitude, call it armour, call it
Truth
Call it what you need to keep the
Wolves from your room
I string my dreams like Christmas
Lights, let the colours bleed
Through
It’s just a little attitude, my
Weatherproof muse
(Bridge)
Oh, I bend, I break
But I rebuild in brighter shapes
A stubborn spark, a sideways
Glance
I’m always ready for a second
Chance
(Chorus)
Call it attitude, call it armour, call it
Proof
Call it what you need to rewrite
The rules
I patch the cracks with laughter,
Let the daylight through
It’s just a little attitude –
Yeah, it’s just a little attitude –
Shining, wild and true
(Outro)
So here’s to the misfits, the
Dreamers, the mood
With just the right dose of
Attitude.