Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
CocoRosie
Künstler:in
Bianca Casady
Stimme und Gesang
Sierra Casady
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bianca Casady
Songwriter:in
Sierra Casady
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
CocoRosie
Produzent:in
Bianca Casady
Cover-Grafik
Nico Kalwill
Mischtechniker:in
Manuel Calderon
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Gehringer
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ryan Hover
Grafikdesign
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Wedding bells will ring in hell
You ain't nothing but garbage
[Instrumental]
Slutty bitches, stitchy witches
Itchy bitches, too big britches
Broken stitches, bloody wishes
Broken dishes, slutty kisses
Dolly misses, little miss misses
Little miss vicious, little death wishes
Out with the garbage
Nothing but garbage
Junkyard bitches, junkyard marriage
Baby carriage
Go to hell marriage
[Chorus]
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage
[Verse 2]
Faded lover, fast food mother
Lost my brother and my mother
Junkyard mommy, old salami
Feed them candy, street name Sandy
Junkyard bitches
Full of stitches
What remains is
Buckets of pain and
Countless times that
Tears filled my eyes
Nothing but garbage
Nothing but garbage
I'm that dark gone bright
I'm that bright gone dark
Collecting dust
Time to hit the spark
He never brought me flowers
A liar and a coward
Kept me up late
Had me worried from the first date
Can't sleep waiting
Like a bird in a cage
Stuck on the same page
Not even hoping for things to change
"Maybe he'll drop dead", I said
Maybe something will change
Maybe he'll drop dead
[Instrumental]
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, rusted and washed
She gave her soul and heart
'Til death do us part
Wedding bells will ring in hell
Ain't nothing but garbage
Ain't nothing but garbage
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
[Verse 3]
On my own now
Own best friend now
Buried the rings in the cemetery
With the rest of me, rest is history
Rest in peace, we never said much
We never said much
Earth body, heaven soul
I thank my angels, he let me go
Free bird, skyward go
Searching for home, free bird
Searching for home
Searching for home
On the open road
Wind in my hair
Memory gone mostly to blur, hazy
Nothing much left
Most of it burned
Many lessons learned
Wisdom earned by way of getting burned
Faith, got some
Sometimes hopeless
Mostly, drifting toward the scent of, bliss
Could be, this life between the knife and the kiss
Could be, bliss, if not darkness
Until it lifts (Until the darkness lifts)
Bliss
[Instrumental]
Love is lost, it's gone
Ain't nothing but garbage
The love is lost, rusted and washed
[Instrumental]
Ain't nothing but garbage
Written by: Bianca Casady, Sierra Casady
