Blurring the Edges Album

Artist(s): Meredith Brooks

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Meredith Brooks Blurring the Edges Cover Art

Tracklist

I Need

length: 4:11
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken

I need some good luck; I need a best friend
I need a rough dog; I need a mountain
I need some new clothes, a TV, a cause
A trip to Nirvana, the thrill of applause
I need a wet kiss, I need to confess
I need a vision, religion
The right to be silent, and then to be heard
A week on an island, a diet that works
I need a dose of the Bible
Another course in survival
Just talkin' 'bout the essentials
It makes me feel alive

That's all I need, see how easy I am to please
That's all I need, see how easy I am

I need some money, more money, and more time
A strong cup of coffee, a haircut, a lifeline
A stranger to trust me, my father to love me
Seattle, a sunburn, and lots of Todd Rundgren
I need a guitar, to do it on all fours
Cool friends, weekends, and someone to die for

When I'm alone on my couch, nothing can settle me down
I'm adding on to my list, it makes me feel alive

That's all I need, see how easy I am to please
That's all I need, see how easy I am

I need a Guru, I need to chill
I need a Mercedes 280SL
Yeah, that'll fix it, I'll be complete
I need a, I need a, I need a

That's all I need, see how easy I am to please
That's all I need, maybe then I will be complete
That's all I need, I'm not asking for everything
That's all I need, see how easy I am, I am

Bitch

length: 4:13
producer: Geza X
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert and Geza X
assistant engineer: Cappy Japngie, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Charles Nasser
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken
I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

I'm a *****, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

I'm a *****, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me

I'm a *****, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

I'm a *****, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

Somedays

length: 3:46
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Larry Dvoskin
Some days goes your way
You're on a roll you can't explain
And then it all goes down the drain
Your cat's hit by a car
The ATM eats your card
You're wondering what changed from yesterday
Save me from, from going mental
Save me from just spinning out

Some days are better than lovers
Some days you just can't figure out
Some days you can't explain

My best friend and me one night
Were drinkin' at Pete's on Crescent Height
Just like that we end up in a fight
Like a yo-yo up and down
You're headin' north, you end up south

Save me from, from going mental
Save me from just spinning out

Some days are better than lovers
Some days you just can't figure out
Some days are better than others
You can't explain some days away
Someday

Save me from, from going mental
Save me from spinning out

Some days are better
Some days are never
Some days, whatever

Some days are better than lovers
Some days you just can't figure out
Some days are better than others
Some days you just can't get out
Someday...

Watched You Fall

length: 4:52
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Christopher Ward
You were my wild companion
We were forever high, high, high
We burned the night around us
Sleeping could wait until we died
You wear the scars of passion
And since the crashing came
You've broken every promise
I walked away

I watched you fall
I was blind to ya
Was lying to ya
Like everybody else who watched you fall
Say they love you but they're laughing
When you crawl

It's such a weary feeling
When you've been stealing from yourself
Wishing the world away
Blaming someone else

No one can do this for you
Straighten your head, fix your faith
Take all the pain inside you
Wash it away

I watched you fall
I was blind to ya
Was lying to ya
Like everybody else who watched you fall
Say they love you but they're laughing
When you crawl

Did I hear you, did I try
Can I forgive myself for not standing by

I watched you fall
I was blind to ya
Was lying to ya
Like everybody else who watched you fall
Say they love you but they're laughing
When you crawl

I was blind to ya
Was lying to you
Said I love you but I'm laughing
When you crawl
Was lying to ya
You fall
I watched you fall
I watched you

Pollyanne

length: 3:15
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken
Here we go again, same old argument
You're callin' me Miss Pollyanne
You see the world as cruel, and being mad is cool
You think that I don't give a damn

You don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep
You'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show you signs of peace
Love ain't a dyin' art
As far as I can see
Oh, sentimental me

Fist up in the air
Mine used to be up there
You only give yourself away
Paint your roses black and blue
Use the **** word I can too
When I have nothing else to say

You don't have to shout to be heard
Who said dark is deep
You'd rather flip the bird
I'd rather show you signs of peace
Love ain't a dyin' art
As far as I can see
Oh, sentimental me

Oh, sentimental me
Sentimental me
Here we go again
We may never change
So you can call me Pollyanne

Shatter

producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken
Prick of a pin, no blood on me
I've been tested, total wasted, in too deep
To the zone, I retreat
What doesn't kill ya makes you strong eventually
Blade to my skin, blurring the edge
Seven doves are waiting for me up ahead
I just breathe in, I just breathe out
I've taken every hairpin curve by now
I may crack but I'll never shatter
I may crack but it doesn't matter
I may crack but I'll never shatter
I may crack

Promised the world, dropped in a pool
Was it fun, did you enjoy acting so cool
Well, here's the thing, still have my head
I stumble hard but I'm not sleepin' in your bed
Saved by the sun, no shame on me
We come out screaming it's the only time we're free
I just breathe out, I just breathe in
I ride the wave until I come again

I may crack but I'll never shatter
I may crack but it doesn't matter
I may crack but I'll never shatter
I may crack but I'll never shatter
Cuz I still have a secret
In the dark I keep it close
I still have a secret no one knows

I may crack but I'll never shatter
Tested, wasted, over and over
I may crack but it doesn't matter
In the darkness I am the shatter
Shake down, twisted and tied
It's amusing that I'm doing fine
I just breathe in, I just breathe out
I may crack, but I'll never shatter
Cuz I still have a secret
In the dark I keep it close
I still have a secret no one knows

I may crack but I'll never shatter
I may crack

My Little Town

length: 4:02
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Stan Lynch, John Corey
We lock the doors at night all the sirens scream
I don't drive my car insurance is too high
I live here in the city my home town is far away
I work out with concrete I don't drive my car
The stars come out at night to see them on the strip
Everybody arms themselves there's no other place like this
I'll never leave the small town girl behind
The place were I come from is with me all the time
You could walk the streets when the sun goes down
In my little town
You don't need defenses when the sun goes down
In my little town
Back home on the street after ten at night
Mrs. Avery walks her dog, checks to see what's going on
She doesn't lock the door, she lives here in good heath
You don't hear the harm when Mrs. Avery walks her dog
All I every wanted was a view of city lights
Break away from here, leave behind the quiet nights
Spend half your life trying to make a change
And the other half trying to get back again
You could walk the streets when the sun goes down
In my little town
You don't need defenses when the sun goes down
In my little town

What Would Happen

length: 5:18
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
composer: Meredith Brooks
lyricist: Meredith Brooks
Electricity, eye to eye
Hey don't I know you
I can't speak
Stripped my senses
On the spot
I've never been defenseless
I can't even make sense of this
You speak and I don't hear a word

What would happen if we kissed
Would your tongue slip past my lips
Would you run away, would you stay
Or would I melt into you
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust
Spontaneously combust

The room is spinning out of control
Act like you didn't notice
Brushed my hand

Forbidden fruit
Ring on my finger
You're such a moral, moral man
You throw it away, no question
Will I pretend I'm innocent

What would happen if we kissed
Would your tongue slip past my lips
Would you run away, would you stay
Or would I melt into you
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust
Spontaneously combust

I struggle with myself again
Quickly the walls are crumbling
Don't know if I can turn away

What would happen if we kissed
Would your tongue slip past my lips
Would you run away, would you stay
Or would I melt into you
Mouth to mouth, lust to lust
Spontaneously combust

It Don't Get Better

length: 4:15
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Kevin Dukes
Woke up this morning with my head so heavy
Thought about leavin' on the next train comin'
Sometimes it gets so easy runnin' from town to town
But changin' beds won't change this feelin'
That I'm gonna drown
Too many hearts are broken, we never ask why
Too many sunsets, just passin' us by
Come on down, don't be shy
Do you wanna be happy or you wanna be right

It don't get much better than this
There's nowhere left to run to
No use worryin' 'bout what you missed
'Cause here it is baby
It don't get better than this

We talk and talk and never know what it means
It really doesn't matter 'cause
Nothing's ever what it seems
All I ever wanted is here with you
But sometimes baby I get
Wrapped up and confused

Let's go on down to the edge of the sand
Take some time, take my hand
So much here we don't understand
So kiss me like the world's gonna end

It don't get much better than this
There's nowhere left to run to
No use worryin' 'bout what you missed
'Cause here it is baby
It don't get better than this

Birthday

length: 3:17
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken
When's your birthday
What's your middle name
Who's your hero
What's your favorite flavor ice cream
Can you tell me, tell me this
Are you Aries
Are you on the cusp of Cancer
Gonna get to know you better
What? No, it's not a quiz
You can trust me
Now we'll dig a little deeper
Let's trade numbers
Let's trade beepers
So I can find you any place
Hey why you lookin' at your watch
We haven't had dessert
It's early, just 8:30
Only our first date

I wanna know, do you love me yet
Do you feel the same, am I your everything
I wanna know, isn't true love great
Come on tell me, when's your birthday

Where you goin'?
Why you leavin'?
After all we've been through
Can't you think of me?
I'll think of you
Don't throw it all away

I'll quit my job, I'll have your children
You'll work hard, I'll spend your millions
Hey, no pressure, you've got time
Just don't make me wait

I wanna know, do you believe in fate
When you movin' in, be my everything
I wanna know we are for always
Come on tell me
When's your birthday
When's your birthday

And this isn't just an oxytocin high
I never felt this way about any other guy before
I ain't gettin' any younger
I ain't foolin' any more

I wanna know, do you love me yet
Wanna wear your ring, be your everything
I wanna know, isn't true love great
Come on tell me, come on tell me

I wanna know, do you believe in fate
Do you feel the same, be my everything
I wanna know, isn't true love great
Come on tell me, when's your birthday

Stop

length: 5:02
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Larry Dvoskin
It's seven in the morning and you're walkin'
Out the door, you got no time for coffee
And I'm standing here rememberin'
When my kisses made you late
Only take a minute for my morning meditation
But I'm on the phone, call waiting, click
And I'm under an invasion
And I feel like I'm a spinning ball in a lottery cage

If we ain't making love, how can we be lovers
Gonna post a vacancy sign under the covers
Before it gets too late, I'm gonna say

Ooh, stop what you're doin' and love me now
Ooh, I'm makin' my move, come on and love me now

I come home so tired, wanna put my feet up
You watch Letterman and eat something old I heat up
And we both fall asleep before the rooster starts to crow

No time to fight, we pretend love is so sweet
When all we're missin' is what's between the sheets
We used to find an hour between the stop and go

Whatever happened to staying up all night
When the bed became an island, it was just you and I
Our troubles would slip away, when you'd say

Ooh, stop what you're doin' and love me now
Ooh, I'm makin' my move, come on and love me now

Time, time
Time, time, time
All we need a little time
Just you and I
Magic ride

Ooh, stop what you're doin' and love me now
Ooh, I'm makin' my move, come on and love me now

Wash My Hands

length: 5:05
producer: David Ricketts
mixer: Jim Ebert
engineer: Jim Ebert
assistant engineer: Charles Nasser, Mauricio “Veto” Iragorri, S. "Husky" Höskulds and Cappy Japngie
writer: Meredith Brooks, Shelly Peiken, Larry Dvoskin
Wash my hands, of crimes
Pour the water over, my skin, my spine
Cleanse my soul and ease my mind
I've been fixed on all the damage done
Why do I always forget how far I've come
I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dyin' for the past

Say all's forgiven now
Let's call it even, shall we
Can't you judge me for my love and not mistakes I've made
I swear by who I am and not by yesterday

I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dyin' for the past

In between black and white I disappear
Circle round the stone until I landed here

I'm done dying for the past
I'm done dyin' for the past