Album of the Year
Tim Kasher Lyrics

The first time that I met her I was throwing up in the ladies' room stall
I met her in a ladies' room when I was vomiting from alcohol.

She asked me if I needed anything, I said "I think I spilled my drink"
She asked me if I needed any help, and I replied that my drink spilled.

and that's how it started, or so I'd like to believe.
I would like to believe that that is how our story began.

She took me to her mother's house outside of town where the stars hang down
She took me to her mother's house in the countryside, where we could see the stars better.

She said she'd never seen someone so lost, I said I'd never felt so found
She thought I was very lost, but I had never felt so found before because of her.

And then I kissed her on the cheek, and so she kissed me on the mouth, ohhohhh
We kissed each other, first on the cheek, then on the mouth.

Spring was popping daisies up 'round rusted trucks and busted lawn chairs
It was springtime, and the daisies were growing around old, broken trucks and lawn chairs.

We moved into a studio in Council Bluffs to save a couple bucks
We moved into a small apartment in Council Bluffs to save money.

where the mice came out at night, neighbors were screamin all the time
At our apartment, mice came out at night, and our neighbors were always shouting.

We'd make love in the afternoon, say Chelsea Girls and Bachelor number two
We would have sex in the afternoon and watch movies like 'Chelsea Girls' and 'Bachelor number two.'

I played for her some songs I wrote, she'd joke and say "I'm shooting through the roof"
I played her some songs I wrote, and she would joke that she was impressed beyond belief.

I'd say "they're all for you dear. I'll write the album of the year"
I told her that I wrote those songs for her, and I promised to write an amazing album for her.

And I know she loved me then, I swear to god she did
I am certain that she loved me at that time.

it's the way she'd bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin
I could tell because of the way she would bite my lip, press her hips against mine, and dig her nails into my skin.

the first time that I met her I was convinced I'd finally found the one
When I met her, I felt like I had finally found my soulmate.

she was convinced that I was under the influence of all those drunken romantics
She thought that I was influenced by alcohol when I expressed my feelings to her.

I was reading Fante at the time, I had Bukowski on the mind
I was reading John Fante at the time, and Charles Bukowski was on my mind.

She got a job at Jacob's serving cocktails to the lo-cal drunks
She started working at a bar called Jacob's, serving drinks to local patrons.

I'd get so low I'd fit the bill, I perched down at the end of the bar
I would be so sad that I would be a perfect candidate for a drink, always sitting at the end of the bar.

she said "space is not just a place for stars"
She told me that space was not only a place for stars.

I gave an inch, you want a house with a yard
I was willing to compromise and give up something, but she wanted a house with a yard.

And I know she loved me once, those days are done
I am aware that she loved me once, but those days are over now.

she used to call me everyday from a payphone on her break for lunch
She used to call me every day from a payphone while on her lunch break at work.

just to say she can't wait to come
She would tell me that she couldn't wait to come home.

last time that I saw her she was picking through which records were hers
The last time I saw her, she was deciding which records were hers to keep.

clothes were packed in boxes with some pots and pans and books and a toaster
She had packed up her clothes in boxes, along with pots, pans, books, and a toaster.

just then a mouse scurried across the floor...
At that moment, a mouse ran across the floor.

we started laughing til it didn't hurt
We started laughing so hard that it no longer hurt.