Sunday Night Sad Bastard Music

Jessica Lea Mayfield Edition

No new blog today as I am in the midst of NaNoWriMo and trying to catch up, but you can expect some postage later this week.  I'm thinking -- a little perfume writing, a little holiday shopping recommendations, a little music, and of course, a little pop culture feminist critique, because this is Feminine Things, dear reader, and you know I cannot help myself. <g>

I'll probably also write something about writing itself at some point in the next month or two. Until I grace you with my multitude of ramblings, however, enjoy the beautiful darkness of this song, from the AH-MAZING 2011 album from Jessica Lea Mayfield, Tell Me. I'm mildly obsessed with it right now. If you don't have it, and you are feeling impulse shop-y, grab this while you're at it.  You won't be sorry.

Hate has brought me up the stairs into your house.
I will not let hate 
be the one to make me naked for you.
My self-esteem is heating up the room.
You're intimidating as all hell, 
but I ain't scared of you.

I know how you work;
I am just like you.
No matter what you say, 
our hearts are wrong.
Our hearts are wrong.

Love has brought me down 
like love's been known to do.
I try to deny with all my heart 
that I'm in love with you.

"I don't really care."
You knew that's what I'd say.
The only time I miss you is every single day.

I know how you work;
I am just like you.
No matter what you say, 
our hearts are wrong.
Our hearts are wrong.

~ Our Hearts are Wrong," Jessica Lea Mayfield