Kathleen Edwards Mint

The taste of mint, you were a field of it

Why I couldn’t say no, to the taste of it

God knows I want to, aah

God knows I need to, aah

God doesn’t know you like I do

You’re the taste of mint, under a midnight flirt

And why I couldn’t just go, and try to sleep on it

God knows I want to, aah

God knows I need to, aah

God doesn’t know you like I do

And I do, sha la la la la la la la

I do, sha la la la la la la la la

And it’s like, pure heaven sent

Nothing could, could have replaced

Lord knows I tried, to be true

God knows I want to, aah

God doesn’t know you like I do

And I do, sha la la la la la la la

I do, sha la la la la la la la la

[x2]

Sha la la la la la la la la…

Kathleen Edwards House Full Of Empty Rooms

1, 2, 3, 4

You don’t talk to me

Not the way that you used to

Maybe I don’t listen

In a way that makes you think I do

I’ve been wondering

About what we’re gonna do

A house full of empty rooms

You don’t kiss me,

Not the way that I wish you would

Maybe I don’t look at you

In a way that makes you think you should

Still I’ve been thinking about how it’s gonna be

Years of giving up your dreams

And I’m far from perfect

I’m far from anything but I swear that when we started

I used to make you happy

But I don’t know you

Not the way that I thought I did

Maybe you don’t know me

And you don’t wanna be the first to say

I’ve been wondering about what we’re gonna do

And I’ve been wondering about what we’re gonna do

A house full of empty rooms

A house full of empty rooms

Kathleen Edwards Oh, Canada

Oh Canada

I stand on guard for a lot

But just last week a white girl was shot

Outside a shopping mall

Yeah, it’s written in the press

That your sweet little town

Has lost its innocence

It’s not the year of the gun

We don’t say it out loud

There are no headlines

When a black girl dies

It’s not the lack of a sense

It’s called ambivalence

All still in their lanes

Under rush hour lights

There’s one head to a car

But you act so surprised

When the snow don’t come

You can’t swim in the lakes

Now it’s hotter than hell

In a bed you won’t make

It’s not the lack of a sense

It’s called ambivalence

Up on the hill

Is the best real estate

Just to get in

You have to sell off your faith

‘Cause in the valley below

There is crack and young girls

But you don’t have to believe

What stays out of your world

Kathleen Edwards Empty Threat

The hottest days of the summer

They brought us here together

You know it’s true

But this cold it’s getting warmer

Maybe come September I will feel brand new

I’m moving to America,

Moving to America,

Moving to America,

It’s an empty threat

In the city I once said never

I’m learning to say never never never ever

‘Cause now I’m its favorite flower

I’m blooming through the concrete cracks of this condo tower

I’m moving to America,

Moving to America,

Moving to America,

It’s an empty threat

[x2]

Over the course of hours

By bright lit thundershowers

I hit that head until it bled

I press reset, goddammit

I’m moving to America,

Moving to America,

Moving to America,

It’s an empty threat

[x2]

I’m moving to America,

Moving to America,

Moving to America,

It’s not an empty threat

The hottest days of the summer

They brought us here together

You know it’s true

Kathleen Edwards Pink Emerson Radio

Painted over the walls

the saddest colour of blue

posters covered in glass

favorite curbside grab

red Valentine’s card

stuck on the mirror to keep

record player made of tubes

spinning Tommy by The Who

There’s no time to waste

There’s no time to wait

Keys on the hook by the door

for the truck sold years ago

standing guitars in the case

filling up closet space

vintage 40’s wardrobe

pink Emerson radio

old lace dress I bought in the store

motorcycle boots on the floor

There’s no time to waste

There’s no time to wait

Sirens up on the street

smoke is burning my eyes

and the neighbours are screaming at me

I can only carry one thing

I can only carry one thing

There’s no time to waste

There’s no time to wait

Kathleen Edwards Going To Hell

Get out a map, carve out a path path

Highlight it in fluorescent yellow

From the mountain pass to the prairie grass

Anywhere you’ll go I’ll follow

And if we don’t speak after you leave

I’ll look to the sky for smoke signals

If I fall behind, could you leave me a sign

Breadcrumbs in the shape of an arrow

See I’m going to hell

In a basket I made

Woven from the letters

and it spells your name

When the weather breaks we can sail the great lakes

I’ll make a white flag from your pillow

Plug the holes of your leaky boat

Use your t-shirt for material

See I’m going to hell

In a basket I made

Woven from the letters

and it spells your name

I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell

I will let go when your leaky boat reaches the shore

I will let you know when the map says you’re [?] anymore

See I’m going to hell

In a basket I made

Woven from the letters

and it spells your name

I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell, I’m going to hell

I will see you there

I will see you there

I will see you there

Kathleen Edwards Hockey Skates

Going down in the same old town down the same street to the same bar

And the same old people saying hi and I don’t care

Going down in the same old bar and I don’t even order anymore

I am so sick of consequence and the look on your face

I am tired of playing defense

I don’t even have hockey skates

You can meet me at ten thirty

I won’t be there I’ll be gone

We can talk like we are friends

Going over it all again

Talking about everything I am doing wrong

Do you wish your nose was longer

So you’d have an excuse not to see past it

Do you wish the lights were brighter in the city that you live

I am so sick of consequences..

Do you think your boys club will crumble

Just because of a loud-mouthed girl?

Kathleen Edwards Six O’Clock News

Copper on the corner and he loaded two rounds

And I can’t even get inside to talk you down

Peter, sweet baby, where’d you get that gun?

You spend half your life trying to turn the other half around

And I tried to come clean, but I guess it’s no use

Your face is all over six o’clock news

They cleared the street and then they closed the schools

I can’t even get inside

Did you lose your head when the farm went down?

Was is when your daddy died after he moved to town

And I know your momma calls you good for nothing

She says her baby is a failer and she don’t want you calling

Peter, sweet baby, there’s something I need to say to you

Gonna have your baby this coming June

We could get a little place down by Gilmour park

You could do a little time and save my broken heart

And I tried to come clean, but I guess it’s no use

Copper when ahead and he just shot you through

Now you’re lying dead on the avenue

And I can’t feel my broken heart

Kathleen Edwards Mercury

Wanna go get high?

Mercury is parked outside

Wanna take me to

The parking lot of the old high school

And it’s like you said

I would’ve turned up dead in the car

Kathleen Edwards What Are You Waiting For?

All the things I tried

Mistakes made in my old life

I picked you up that night

All my wrongs don’t make you right

Silence reminds me

I’m a secret too dirty to keep

And we’re such a familiar sight

I gave you my word and it cost your life

What are you still hiding? Are you even trying?

Why have you come, what are you waiting for?

All the words you had

Planted seeds inside your head

Just waiting on a rainy day

Well I’m standing soaking and you still can’t say

All the dreams you had

It’s been years and you’re still mad

You say you like me in your memory

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me

What are you still hiding? Are you even trying?

Why have you come? What are you waiting for?

And we drive through the old neighbourhood

All the corners where we stood

An hour passes you don’t even blink

I’m writing you off and you still can’t speak

Why have you come? What are you waiting for?