Unloved from Bloody Lovelies by Paul McDermott and Steven Gates

Oh, my poor heart, where have you gone?
Shake loose the dust from this bag of bones,
I waited for so long,
Now the hour is drawing near,
Now the only thing to fear, well,
It’s like you said, before you left…

Ooh, you don’t matter to anyone anymore,
You’re a broken machine…

Oh, my poor hands, See how they shake,
Your words left a mark, What more do you crave?
I’ve had about as much as I can take,
Caught in wells of spite,
Watching moths across the skies.
They’re drawn towards the brighter lights.

Ooh, you don’t matter to anyone anymore,               
You’re a broken machine…
Hide in your hotel room,
With the curtains drawn,
Writing all your dumb songs,
Are you feeling unloved,
Are you feeling unloved,
Are you feeling unloved…

Oh my poor heart where have you gone?

• DAAS
• Experimental
• Paul McDermott
• Steven Gates
• Tripod
• acoustic guitar
• Melbourne