Nothing That I Can't Handle
Suspicion, paranoia and jealousy. And in the end, redemption... acheived mainly by hitting guitars.
Atmosphere, textures and sharp edges. A map out of the maze of confusion.
No animals were harmed during the making of this music... just guitars.
Independent? It's all my own work. I don't need to do this to put bread on the table... I just do it to feed the soul.
Story behind the song
Sometimes you are right to be suspicious. It's a survival instinct.
Lyrics
She lied, she lied
She lied, she didn't have to
I saw your best friend just the another night
Just stopped to say hello, but she just told a lie
Now I can see the signals beamed in from afar
Like an unfamiliar key ring that I found in your car
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
When I switch off the telly, you slam down the phone
1471… Who is this? I don’t know
It’s six months since your birthday, the perfume’s nearly gone
But I’ve never known you wear it, so something must be wrong
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
If you end it now, I’d forgive you, I would kiss you
But if you decline, just leave… I won’t miss you
A single lie has told me so much more than truth
A single lie has told me so much , so much
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
Nothing, this is nothing, this is nothing that I can’t handle
