Taylor Pearlstein is achey, watery indie folk+pop from a bushwick bedroom. … Read Full Bio ↴Taylor Pearlstein is achey, watery indie folk+pop from a bushwick bedroom.
Seattle-ish bred, she hails from the sleepy, David Lynch small-town mountains of the Snoqualmie valley. Taylor’s forested paths vein through her imagery-led storytelling which dwells at the core of her music. Live, she and her guitar surrender to her world of lyrics, disappearing audiences with her into the emotional current. Her sound strikes with powerful unleashed vocals and takes root in earnest folk and feeling.
Seattle-ish bred, she hails from the sleepy, David Lynch small-town mountains of the Snoqualmie valley. Taylor’s forested paths vein through her imagery-led storytelling which dwells at the core of her music. Live, she and her guitar surrender to her world of lyrics, disappearing audiences with her into the emotional current. Her sound strikes with powerful unleashed vocals and takes root in earnest folk and feeling.
Fool
Taylor Pearlstein Lyrics
I played your fool once or twice
I've been burned about a hundred thousand times
Kindling my own fire with your lies
I'm on the ceiling or the floor
I've been up and down so many times that it
Doesn't make sense anymore
And your bed is made every time I come by
So I ignore
The lipstick stains on my wine glass
The way you pause before you laugh
Cause I can't bear to lose anymore
And you know, I know, we know either way
There's no turning back, she's here to stay
I'll learn my lines and rehearse our same old play
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips another fool
Mm
I know your games, I know your plays
I can count about a hundred thousand ways
You've been tying up our dame with familiar chains
I should go knock on her door
Let her know the words you gave have been given before
But I'm ashamed I'm the girl
Who's still standing beside you and watching you while you pour out more
Draining her for you to fill
With what you need, with what you've killed
When I can't hold enough for you anymore
And she won't know but I'll know either way
You'll carve her out and keep her just in case I drop my lines
She's ready at center stage
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips another fool
Fool
Fool
Fool
Another fool
Fool
Fool
And you know, I know, she don't know it yet
The world will fall around her pretty head
I'll learn my lines, rehearse my lines
I'll burn my lines
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips
Oh, the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Across her grave
Across her tomb
So go on, take her now, she's yours
And I will leave
The taste on your lips of another fool
I've been burned about a hundred thousand times
Kindling my own fire with your lies
I'm on the ceiling or the floor
I've been up and down so many times that it
Doesn't make sense anymore
And your bed is made every time I come by
So I ignore
The lipstick stains on my wine glass
The way you pause before you laugh
And you know, I know, we know either way
There's no turning back, she's here to stay
I'll learn my lines and rehearse our same old play
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips another fool
Mm
I know your games, I know your plays
I can count about a hundred thousand ways
You've been tying up our dame with familiar chains
I should go knock on her door
Let her know the words you gave have been given before
But I'm ashamed I'm the girl
Who's still standing beside you and watching you while you pour out more
Draining her for you to fill
With what you need, with what you've killed
When I can't hold enough for you anymore
And she won't know but I'll know either way
You'll carve her out and keep her just in case I drop my lines
She's ready at center stage
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips another fool
Fool
Fool
Fool
Another fool
Fool
Fool
And you know, I know, she don't know it yet
The world will fall around her pretty head
I'll learn my lines, rehearse my lines
I'll burn my lines
But the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Paid her off with the truth
I don't believe her when she says that she's not me
Cause I taste on your lips
Oh, the fool
She cries out
No, she can't follow the rules
You laid out
Across her grave
Across her tomb
So go on, take her now, she's yours
And I will leave
The taste on your lips of another fool
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Taylor Pearlstein
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