iBreak iPhones

by Last Night's Makeup

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released July 22, 2016

All songs written by Joan Childress Wilkerson.

Co-written, Produced, and Mixed by Thom Kunz

Mastered by Trent Harrison at Hourglass Studios

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Track Name: iBreak mirrors
I broke a mirror
Trying to reflect
On the lies you tried
To hide behind

My honesty has served me well
‘cause even if I go to hell
At least I wasn’t lying to myself

And I’m not sorry for my choices
Darlin’, I’m sorry for you
For all the promises you made
That never followed through

I’m out of bars
You’re out of line
Signals crossed, I won’t apologize
We’re missing persons
We’re wasting time
I’m at the end of my rope
You’re not on the line

And you’ll hide behind the lies you sell them
‘Cause secrets do make friends if you don’t tell them

I broke a mirror
I broke a mirror
You broke a promise
You broke a promise
Track Name: iBreak hearts
A pen that bursts into my hand
We are strangers in familiar land
In territory not explored
I need less but I ask for more

A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break hearts
A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break, I break hearts

Accruing debt on borrowed time
A broken pen writing broken rhymes
By a broken girl who’s biding time
With stray cats who don’t have a dime

A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break hearts
A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break, I break hearts

Ink on my fingers
A kiss that lingers
Is this a mistake?
Or the inevitable?
A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break hearts
A trist
I am left listless
‘Cause I break, I break hearts
Track Name: iBreak falls
Did you notice?
Did you notice?

I questioned trust and fell
But, darlin’, I caught myself
When I was tired as hell
You put me back on your shelf

Did you notice?
Did you notice me falling?

We’re hanging on the edge
I’m the one you can’t protect
We made a leap
We took a fall
I made the call
I broke our fall

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice me falling?

We could take this at a snail’s pace
We could fall so from grace
We could take our precious time
We could find the bottom line

Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you notice?
Did you know?
Notice me falling
Track Name: iBreak ties
You don’t seem so bad, boy
She’s just not your type
Take me hand, we’ll dance tonight
Under pretty lights

You are no stranger
Present no danger
I met the monster behind the man

Kiss me in the alley
Walk me to the car
Show me your record collection
This connection, too far

You are mere mortal
You wake up feeling horrible
I met the monster

Do you feed the same lines?
Do you tell the same lies?
Do you break the same ties?
Do you even think twice?
If I sit and play nice
Would you give up your vice?
Give up your vice?

You are mere mortal
You wake up feeling horrible
I met the monster
I met the monster
Behind the man
Track Name: iBreak plans
Cracked screen, old machine
Memory will have to suffice
Press repeat and I hit delete
I should not have rolled the dice

I did not protect you
I could not protect you

Picking locks and ticking clocks
You were minute hands that held the key
But now you’re showing tells
Let’s trade cells
Mine for yours and yours for mine

I did not protect you
I could not protect you
I did not protect you
I could not protect you

I held your hand and we made a plan
We spoke of reasons to believe
And when I leave you say “godspeed”

I did not protect you
I could not protect you
Track Name: iBreak iPhones
Oh no! Not me!
Not me and technology!
Oh please, not me!
Not friends with technology

I smash it like the patriarchy
I drop it to the ground
I’m climbing trees
Down with technology

Whiskey fingers, crooked teeth
I fucking miss my iPhone 3

Oh iOS, upgrade my common sense!
So please don’t hand your phone to me
I know it will stop working
I’ll shatter the screen
No touch acknowledging

Whiskey fingers, crooked teeth
I fucking miss my iPhone 3
Whiskey fingers, crooked teeth
I switched the signals sent to me

Steve Jobs reserved a special place in hell for me
‘Cause I break iPhones
I break
I break