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Why You Wanna Leave, Runaway Queen?

by Lisa LeBlanc

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released September 30, 2016

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Track Name: Could You Wait ’Til I’ve Had My Coffee?
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
Before you break up with me
 
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
’Fore you say that you don’t want to be with me anymore
Oh, you weren’t ready, that’s all
 
Could you at least have the decency to let me have my coffee
Before you leave?
 
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
’Til you finally admit that you’ve found somebody
Oh, you never loved me at all
 
Well, since you’re bringing up the subject
I never thought you were the one
And you were bad in the sack
And you’re kind of a dick when you’re drunk
Oh, you owe me $200
And your band kinda sucks
My friends didn’t liked you
It’s not me, it’s you

It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine
It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine
 
It’s fine, it’s fine
See ya later or never
Ciao bye, ciao bye, ciao bye
 
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
Track Name: City Slickers and Country Boys
Someone get me outta here
Someone get me outta here
Before I go crazy
Before I go crazy
I’ve been all over town
I’ve been all over town
It’s getting pretty old
It’s getting pretty old
I’ve been here two days
And it feels like forever

City slickers and country boys
City slickers and country boys
Don’t mix here now
They don’t mix here now
Greasy men and sleazy looks
Sleazy women and greasy looks
I’ve got a feeling
I ain’t welcome here
I’ve been here two days
And it feels like forever

Someone get me outta here
Someone get me outta here
Before I go crazy
Before I go crazy
I’ve been all over town
I’ve been all over town
It’s getting pretty old
It’s getting pretty old
I’ve been here two days
And it feels like forever
I’ve been here two days
And it feels like forever
Track Name: Dump the Guy ASAP
I won’t say it to your face
So I’ll write a song about it
I won’t say it to your face
So I’ll write a song about it

I love you like a sister
I love you like a sister
I mean, come on
We’ve been friends this long
I love you like a sister
So I watch you like a hawk
Sorry but I just can’t help it

So when you talk about him
And tell me the things that he tells you
And the stuff he pulls off
The red flags are a-poppin’
The alarms are a-ringin’
I can’t say I’m his number one fan

You call me to rant and it’s totally fine
We’ve both seen each other’s ugly cry
It’s none of my business, but it kinda is
’Cause you talk to me about it all the time

And I understand that you love him and I respect that
But I kinda want to punch him in the balls

Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP?
Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP?

We’ll throw a big party
I’ll buy the balloons and the booze
There’ll be a buffet of Kleenex
We’ll be ready for the grand ol’ cryfest
Ice cream, Nutella and chips
You name it, I got it

But until that day comes
I’ll listen and wait patiently
And tell myself

Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP?
Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP?
Track Name: I Love You, I Don’t Love You, I Don’t Know
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, I don’t know
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, don’t know

Is this the real deal?
The rest of my life?
Is this how it’ll feel
For the rest of our lives?

Something’s a little off
But you shrug it off
Change the subject
’Til you put your finger on it

I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, I don’t know
I love you, I don’t love
I love you, don’t know
 
Picture perfect
Everything you need
Why you wanna leave
Runaway queen?
 
Take your time
But make it quick
Either pack your bags
Or settle in
 
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, I don’t know
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, don’t know
 
Once the words have been said
You can’t go back
To what you used to have
Once the words have been said
You can’t go back
To what you used to have
 
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, I don’t know
I love you, I don’t love you
I love you, don’t know
Track Name: Why Does It Feel So Lonely (When You Are Around)?
What we became
And what could have been

Two wrongs make a right
’Til they realize they’re in denial

Honeymoon dreams of silk and Champagne
And city skylines that took our breath away
But we put a dimmer on those city lights
And the silence we’ve created is screaming at the top of its lungs

Why does it feel so lonely
When you are around?
Why does it feel so lonely
When you are around?

The eggshells we walk on have land mines beneath them
And our solid ground is turning to quicksand
And the right words to say are the rarest of their kind
And the only thing left to say is a cliché: I’m sorry

Why does it feel so lonely
When you are around?
Why does it feel so lonely
When you are around?

There’s no right way to break a heart
Track Name: (Self-Proclaimed) Voodoo Woman
Voodoo woman
Or so you say
Self-proclaimed
Tarot card fiasco
 
Voodoo woman
Tourist vulture
High-class beggar
Palm reading bonanza
 
Four leaf clovers
Gris-gris and sage
Spare you a blessing
For your lucky pennies

Voodoo woman
Dressed for the part
Shangles and dangles
And tricks up her sleeves

No divine intervention
No channelled spirits
No cleaner aura
No aligned chakras
You’re a fake
You’re a fraud
You’re a scam
You’re a rat
A wannabe
An imposter
And I just got screwed
Track Name: Ti-gars
Ti-gars t’es parti
T’es parti pour l’aventure
T’es parti pour tou’l temps
T’es parti pour toujours
Pi t’es parti avec mon char

T’es tombé dans la boisson
Tu pouvais pu payer la rente
Fait que t’es parti pour tou’l temps
T’es parti pour toujours
Pi t’es parti avec mon char

Ti-gars tu t’es sauvé
Tu t’es sauvé j’sais pas ayou
Tu faisais manière de pitcher
T’étais comme manière d’un esclave
Pi t’es parti avec mon char

Ti-gars t’es parti
T’es parti pour l’aventure
T’es parti pour tou’l temps
T’es parti pour toujours
Pi t’es parti avec mon char
Track Name: 5748 km
So let’s get this straight
You’re in Vancouver and I’m in New Brunswick
That makes 5 748 kilometers
We’re talking two different oceans, four time zones apart
A seven-hour plane ride, plus connections
A six-day drive if you don’t stop to pee too much
It’s probably the dumbest idea I’ve ever had
But I love you, yes, I really do

That’s a lot of writing about your day
And sending letters by pigeon
That’s a lot of “I miss you’s’’
And “I wish you were here’s’’
A lot of Xs on the calendar and Xs for kisses
A life of hellos and a life of goodbyes
It’s probably the dumbest idea that I’ve ever had
But I love you, yes, I really do

Well, maybe we’re crazy or just plain stupid
But, God, it feels good, my God, it feels nice
Just try to enjoy it without thinking too much
I don’t know, just go with the flow
It’s probably the dumbest idea that I’ve ever had
But I love you, yes, I really do

So let’s get this straight
You’re in Vancouver
And I’m in New Brunswick
That makes 5 748 kilometers
We’re talking two different oceans, four time zones apart
A seven-hour plane ride, plus connections
A six-day drive if you don’t stop to pee too much
It’s probably the dumbest idea I’ve ever had
But I love you, yes, I really do
Well, I love you, yes, I really do
Well, I love you, yes, I really do
Track Name: Eh cher (You’ve Overstayed Your Welcome)
Eh cher
T’es resté trop longtemps
T’es resté une miette de trop
Pi ça tué le mystère

Eh cher
You’ve stayed here too long
You’ve overstayed your welcome
And now it’s time to go
Now it’s time to go

Eh cher
C’est pas que j’t’aime pas
Mais trop c’est comme pas assez
Laisse-moi le temps de m’ennuyer

Eh cher
You know that I love you
But if you don’t leave soon
I just might have to kill you

Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail
Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail

Eh cher
J’dis juste ça comme ça
Mais ça me fera plaisir
De t’aider avec tes valises

Eh cher
Time is a-tickin’
And I’ll be happy and a-willin’
To help you pack up and go
Pack up and go

Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail
Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail
Track Name: Ace of Spades
If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man
You win some, lose some, it's all the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don't share your greed, the only card I need is
The ace of spades

Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil
Going with the flow, it's all a game to me
Seven or eleven, snake eyes watching you
Double up or quit, double stakes or split
The ace of spades

You know I'm born to lose, and gambling is for fools
But that's the way I like it, baby
I don't wanna live forever
And don't forget the joker!

Pushing up the ante, I know you got to see me
Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be
The ace of spades
Track Name: I Ain’t Perfect, Babe
I ain’t perfect, babe
And I’m tryin’ to accept it
I’ve got my own shit to deal with
Oh I know, I know, I know

I ain’t perfect, babe
And I’m tryin’ to accept it
And I try so hard to be loved by you
But I don’t know what to do

Twenty-five years old and wishing I were 30
Just to feel better in my own skin
The grass is greener on the other side

I’ve been lonesome for some time

I ain’t perfect, babe
Though, I’ve been trying
I know I’m a character
And as I get older, it doesn’t seem to get any better

I ain’t perfect, babe
I know what you’re thinking
I’m probably not that bad
And you know what? You’re right
But I’ve got to see that for myself