"BIG MISTAKE"
Written by Imbruglia/Goldemberg
Produced by M. Goldemberg
There's no sign on the gate
And there's mud on your face
Don't you think it's time
we re-investigate this situation
Put some fruit on your plate
You forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
Think of all the bubbles of love we made
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
Got a buzz in my head
And my flowers are dead
Can't figure out a way
to rectify this situation
Don't believe what you said
You forgotten how it started
Close your eyes
Think of all the bubbles
of love we made
I could sting like a bee
Careful how you treat me
Baby I don't think I'll except
your sorry invitation
Close the door as you leave
And you cry over me
I can't wait
I feel you stallin'
And you try to reach me
What a big mistake
I hear you callin
And you're down on your knees
It's too late
Oh don't come crawlin'
And you lie by my feet
What a big mistake
I see you fallin'
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"CITY"
Written by Imbruglia/Thornalley
Produced by P. Thornalley
Had a dream, had a drowning dream
I was in a river of pain.
Only difference this time
I wasn't calling out your name yeah!
Has it ended before it's begun
You hold on and I try to run but
Anybody heading in my direction
Away from the city
Anybody wanna change the way they feel
Step inside
Doesn't really matter
Where you wanna take me
Away from the city
I wanna start again
I wanna start again
I wanna take it back
I wanna start again
Funny how those friends forget you
when you tired of their games
You miss a show or a party
that blows and
They've forgotten your name, yeah
And you wonder what you've become
They pull you back when you try to run
Well
I left the me I used to be
I wanna see this through
I left the me I used to be
If only you'd see it too
Well I wonder what you've become
You pull me back when I try to run
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"DON'T YOU THINK?"
Written by Thornalley/Campsie
Produced by P. Thornalley
Ignore reality
There's nothing you can do about it
Some people
Don't worry
'bout nothing
Don't know whats going on
I'm not one
Who can't say
They're sorry
I just care what's going on
There's more important things
Than making sure your watch looks just right
And second hand opinions
don't make you look any smarter
Don't you think?
Don't you think?
Don't you think that maybe
It's time?
Yes, its time
Time you started thinking
Time you started thinking
Time you started thinking
Don't just sweeten up the taste
Brother shoots brother
But meanwhile
You're fixing up your face
Your not affected by the truth
Unless it's on your own doorstep
Deoderise your paradise
No point in getting crazy
Time you started thinking
'bout things in the back of your head
Someone said
Before you turn a blind eye
Hear a bell ring, sex sells everything
But I don't buy it so don't try
Sleeping in the small world
head in the sand
Better wash your hands make a new plan
There's more important
things than making
Sure your shoes walk just right.
Ignore reality
Theres nothing you can do about it
Ignore reality
Theres nothing you can do about it
Ignore reality
Theres nothing you can do about it
The clothes you wear don't make the man
It's just another party!
Time you started thinking
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"IMPRESSED"
Written by Imbruglia/Palombi/Trevisik
Produced by M. Bronleewee
Sweet confetti out looking for a saviour
Finding it hard to break the change
Nothing ventured nothing gained
Icecream beauty acting
On her best behavior
Finding it hard to bite her tongue
Feeling so old as the night is young
Six foot leaning on a lizard chest
Two red dragons ironed on his vest
All that money you deserve the best
I'm impressed
I'm impressed
I'm impressed
What you've got
Isn't all that you've been given
Changing your body like you
change your jeans
Nothing is ever as it seems
Something tells me
it's a marriage made in heaven
Stealing your look from a magazine
Playing the part from a movie scene
Everyday is like your birthday
But the candles burning out
Don't you see
Don't you see
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"INTUITION"
Written by Imbruglia/Thornalley/Munday
Produced by P. Thornalley
Everybody's been in my face
Tellin' me I gotta make a change
All I ever hear day and night is
"You better hurry up and get a life"
I need some direction
'Cause the clock is tickin' away
Then a friend of a friend of mine
Says I've really been on his mind
And wants to go out and check out
What the feelin's about
Says we have a deep connection
Well it sure is news to me
And all I can say is
Intuition tells me
How to live my day
Intuition tells me
When to walk away
Could have turned left
Could have turned right
But I ended up here
Bang!
In the middle of real life
Then another one always says
She'd do anything to get ahead
She doesn't care if she has to scratch
And claw to get into the door
She wants her 15 minutes of fame
And 20 would be nice
But I guess it's her life
'Cause Intuition tells me
That I'm doin' fine
Intuition tells me
When to draw the line
Could have turned left
Could have turned right
But I ended up here
Bang!
In the middle of real life
Should have turned left
But I turned right
And I ended up here
And I feel alright
You make it hard for me
Can't find the real you
You really think that I can't see
What is that you're trying to do
Should have turned left
But I turned right
But I ended up here
And I feel alright
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"LEAVE ME ALONE"
Written by Imbruglia/Wright
Produced by A. Wright
I ask you to hold me
But you don't wanna
hold me - It don't work like that
I want you to love me
But you don't wanna
love me - I'm losing patience now
Oh leave me alone
(Oh leave me alone)
Stop asking for more
I'm going home on my own
Oh leave me alone
(Oh leave me alone)
I'm walking out of the door
I'll make it on my own
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Just leave me alone
You like me to stroke you
Careful I don't choke you
Did you read my mind?
You say don't be blue
Is that the best you can do
I've lost my patience now
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"LEFT OF THE MIDDLE"
Written by Imbruglia/Booker
Produced by P. Thornalley
End of the third round
As I put the phone down
Chasing the same lines
Over the old ground
I'm pushing zero
Where is my hero
He's out there somewhere
Left of the middle
And your world falls down
And you're there calling out
But it's something I can't say
Though it seems the only way
But it's a game that I can't play
Not today
I got my ticket
And I got a straight road
But I'm passing the same signs
Over and over
I need to tell you
Trying to get it through
It's not alway easy
Left of the Middle
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"ONE MORE ADICTION"
Written by Imbruglia/Thornalley/Munday
Produced by P. Thornalley
First the good news
I'ts gonna feel very nice
Then the bad news
You gotta pay a heavy price
Rip tide we slide we ride
on a deep forbidden sea
Under we go so slow
And you're hanging onto me
And I say
Oh oh
One more addiction in my
World oh
One more connection to let
Go oh
Floating down the river
Out of sight forever
From my world
It's the only thing
I know how to do
I reject you
But I can't follow through
I'd forget you
But you'd end up tappin'
on my back door
Somehow I lost myself
in a tunnel long and black
Somewhere at the end, I pretend
There's a way of turning back
Take a breath
Let it out
All the things you from about
Are meaningless
cause unless
You're doing this
for real I guess
I meant to but
I don't know what
Is in the way
and could I say
Its you I bet
I won't forget
Maybe I'm not ready yet
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"PIGEONS AND CRUMBS"
Written by Imbruglia/Goldemberg
Produced by M. Goldemberg
Gotta get back
Gotta figure out a way
I'm losing
My senses to you
Where'd it go
The bluebird
I should follow
Back home
But where is home
Guess it won't amount to much
Won't be long before I crush
I'll stand in line
Don't believe a thing the say
Today
Seems we all get lost amongst
The pigeons and the crumbs
All alone
But I'm in a crowded room
I'm sinking
In quick sand
Tonight
You pick me up
And I shine across the sky
Till morning,
Then you colour me in
Guess it won't amount to much
Seems to me I've lost my touch
I'm back in line
Don't believe a thing the say
Today
Turn around and walk away
Everything will go your way
I pray
Seems we all get lost amongst
The pigeons and the crumbs
Gotta get it in time
Gotta get it last time
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"SMOKE"
Written by Imbruglia/Bronleewee
Produced by M. Bronleewee
My Lullaby
Hung out to dry
What's up with that
It's over
Where are you dad
Mum's lookin' sad
What's up with that
It's dark in here
Why,
bleeding is breathing
You're hiding underneath
the smoke in the room
Try, bleeding is believing
I used to
My mouth is dry
Forgot how to cry
What's up with that
You're hurting me
I'm running fast
Can't hide the past
What's up with that
You're pushing me
Why, bleeding is breathing
You're hiding underneath
the smoke in the room
Try, bleeding is believing
I saw you
crawling on the floor
(crawling to the door)
(falling on the floor)
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"TORN"
Written by Thornalley/Cutler/Previn
Produced by P. Thornalley
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm
He came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
Well you couldn't be that man
I adored
You don't seem to know
Seem to care
What your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where
He used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
Which crawled beneath my veins, and now
I don't care
I had no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch I'm torn
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn
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"WISHING I WAS THERE"
Written by Imbruglia/Thornalley/Campsie
Produced by P. Thornalley
Take your hand
And place it in my pocket
Flick your eyes back in their sockets
Put those thoughts away
sometimes they're much to loud
I'll take a breath
And cradle your sweet head
Should've stayed at home in bed
Put that face away I'm melting for you
I know, I get cold
Cos I can't leave things well alone
Understand I'm accident prone
Me
I get free
Every night the moon is mine
But when the morning comes
Don't say you love me
Don't say you need me
I really don't think that's fair
Boy I'm not so dumb
But when you leave me
I'll be wishing I, wishing I,
Wishing I was there
I dreamt
About another girl in bed with you
You just laughed and
smiled denied the proof
We're fine till
I think of the problem
I wish it made sense
Like a joke that no one gets
It's a life without regret
I want to feel that way,
Forever and ever
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