All Hail The Hitmaker

Kate

All Hail The Hitmaker [2008]

lyrics by: James Finch

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Kate writes letters to herself
Because she can not stand the Internet
Where every boy’s her boyfriend,
Just the ones she hasn’t met yet
I’d like to meet you once, my dear
When your tears are dry
And my words are wet
With honesty I’d feel you dear
But I see your ring
And I’m feeling quite
And I’m feeling quite upset

Kate wraps her scarf just like a lasso
Around the words she knows she’ll try
To pull together but will never bother
Finding places for the lies
Hyphenated
We’re eccentric
Tongues tied together in a knot
She says ‘you taste like an Acetylene torch”
I whisper “baby, that’s because I’m”
I whisper “baby, that’s because I’m hot"

Counting the steps on the way home today
Too cool to show up for her own sixteenth birthday
Watching the boys play hopscotch on the highway
There’s a pool party; she’s coming home late

Dives, cracks her head; it's more than she can handle
Her parents just shrug as they blow out her candles
Holding her breath ‘cause it might be her last one
She isn’t discovered; She’s thinking of no one

If you could hang a hypocrite for treason
The world would run right out of rope
Kate hopes she’ll find herself religion
To save her beat up soul

But the chapels are all closed now
Her clothes are too dirty for the wedding
Her groom keeps all the stain glass shut
For fear of the message she was spreading

Kate writes letters to herself
Because she can not stand the Internet
Where every boy’s her boyfriend,
Just the one she hasn’t met yet
I’d like to meet you once, my dear
When your tears are dry
And my words are wet
With honesty I’d feel you dear
But I see your ring
And I’m feeling quite
And I’m feeling quite upset