Aphrodite Songtext

von Josh Doyle

Its Friday in the local,
And everyone is only after one thing,
Afraid that what I'm wearing is unfashionable,
Afraid that I will go and say the wrong thing,
Sick to my stomach,
With the burden of the future,
Sitting wishing things would happen faster,
Playing mating games half sober,
And its over.

Walking in the march of dimes,
Married six or seven times without you now,
While a younger version of myself,
Is telling me to turn around and find you out.

But I don't know where,
You're leading me, yeah, Aphrodite,
Could this be it this time around,
And I told love to get away from me, Yeah, Aphrodite,
Cause all you do is hurt everyone.

People are saying,
I should be putting roots down for the future,
But time is running out to be that person,
I want to do something great before I get older,
There's nothing worse than being mediocre,
But I keep walking out on opportunity,
Afraid that it will find me out as ordinary,
I only wish that they'd stop talking to me,
There's nothing interesting to talk about.

Walking in the march of dimes,
Married six or seven times without you now,
While a younger version of myself,
Is telling me to turn around and find you out.

But I don't know where,
You're leading me, yeah, Aphrodite,
Could this be it this time around,
And I told love to get away from me, Yeah, Aphrodite,
Cause all you do is hurt everyone,
All you do is hurt everyone,
All you do is hurt everyone.