War Stories

by Staircase Spirits

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released May 5, 2017

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Staircase Spirits Los Angeles, California

Pop-rock from the golden coast.

Staircase Spirits is Anna Maria and Eva "Protector of Pockets, First of her Name, Queen of Meerkats, the Undeterred" Friedman.

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Track Name: This Is War
You claim to be a fellow soldier. Say you're on our side. But you say it in hushed corners - never in the light. So tell me, baby, what's the problem? Tell me, what's the truth. You say that things have got to change, until that change means you. Oh, and how the mighty fall.

This is war. This is our fight. With battle swords forged by the scars we got by trying to play nice, this is war. It starts tonight. They don't understand the desperation born from fighting to survive. This is war.

There's gotta be a script somewhere, cuz it's always the same. It's a sin until it's in your camp, then we're the ones to blame. But a reckoning is coming fast, and no one is immune. The hunted will be hunting back - there's justice in our truth. Oh, and how the mighty fall.

This is war.
Track Name: Good Ex-Girlfriend
I'm not your good ex-girlfriend, there to be missed when your girl is mad. I'm not the sweater on your highest shelf for when your daily wear looks bad. I won't pretend it's okay when you decide to call... like you're doing right by her by calling me at all. I wonder how to teach a boy like you respect, always rebuilding your burned bridges when your new one isn't perfect.

So shut up, shut up, shut up. You're just so made up, made up, made up, and it's been way too long. 6 months gone, and I'm moving on. It's so like you, like you after all I went through, went through, went through, to think I'd hear you now. Shut your mouth for once.

Guess I'm not like your others, cuz I see you for what you are. I call 'em like I see 'em, and I for one am just not charmed. This isn't like the movies, where time can make it right. Like I'll forget the years of torture because you bat your eyes. I wonder what it takes to show the world the truth, how underneath the pretty picture there's not one special thing about you.

In another time, another place, I'd cower to that smirk upon your face. But that girl is dead and gone, you see - you put her in the ground and now it's just me.

It's so like you, like you after all I went through, went through, went through, to think I'd love you now. Shut your mouth.
Track Name: That Night (II)
You wanna talk about dirty little secrets? Well, I've got one to tell, about a beautiful boy in a bar who I didn't know very well. Bought me a drink, talked as smooth as can be and in that moment for him I fell. Cuz you were gone, you weren't there - out on the road, it wasn't fair. But I'm a good girl, and I said no - looked in those eyes, and told him I had to go.

But looking back, I wish I'd gone with him that night. I wish I'd let him touch me right. I wish I'd let him do to me the things you did so many times. I wish I'd sunk as low as you. I wish I'd maybe put you through a little taste of what you did, yeah I wish I'd gone home with him.

So I came back to that dark little apartment we shared on the 8th floor. Checked my phone but it never rang much you were always so "busy" on tour. And so I thought of the boy at the bar as my dress slid to the floor.

And maybe if I had he and I'd still be together. Maybe your ghosts would look like me with other lovers. But that's a fantasy, it's not reality. I'll never be like you, and so I'll live knowing the truth that...

I wish I'd gone with him that night. I wish I'd let him love me right. I wish I'd let him do to me the things you did to her those nights. I wish I'd sunk as low as you. I wish I'd maybe put you through a little taste of what you did. I wish that I'd gone home with him.
Track Name: Watch Your Mouth
You ought to watch your mouth when you speak my name. You haven't earned it. You don't deserve it. Big talker, oh you wanna play that game? You just say the words, love. Who really wrote them? Then again, you're really nothing new. What a shame filters can't make the lies true. Trade your soul, make it picture perfect. Then count your friends, well I hope it's worth it. Then again, it comes as no surprise. A pretty face, but it doesn't match inside. When I'm not there, you act like you know me. I come through but you never show me.

Oh, you never liked the truth. Walk like a saint, well I'm here to call you out. So cliche, yeah it's time that you sit down. Oh, the game's up for you. That's right, yeah someone found you out. You're gonna learn about how the truth tastes now.

You ought to mind your pen when you rewrite the past. Was I just crazy, or was I what you made me? Erase all your sins, but that fix won't last. Your hands are dirty. Blood stains so easy.

Then again, you're really nothing new. Easy to eat when it's from a silver spoon. Given not earned, such success is fleeting. A pretty picture but it has no meaning. Then again, it comes as no surprise. A pretty crown, sitting on a throne of lies. Yeah, you're so brave in your toxic castle you didn't build. We'll see if it lasts though.

Oh, you never liked the truth. Walk like a king, well I'm here to take your crown. So God's gift, yeah it's time that you sit down. Oh, the game's up for you. That's right, yeah someone found you out. You're gonna learn about consequences now.
Track Name: Rewriting History
Lately I'm sitting here thinking about rewriting history, though it's long gone now. The names might change, and the times rearrange, but there's just one thing I think I'll leave out.

It's kind of funny, looking back, how it seems crystal clear the wisdom our choices lack. And yeah, it's all done and the scars set in stone, but maybe I'll chisel them out the walls till they're gone. Till they're gone, till you're gone.

Because I don't think I want to remember you, to remember you like I do. Maybe I'll rewrite the story tonight, see how it feels without you.

Got so distracted by the rush, by all those late fall nights we'd watch the sun come up. But I dream of a me who conquered the world instead of choosing a love that never chose her.

They said it took you several months where you looked miserable, with my name still on your tongue, claiming you'd fled a world consumed by a girl who wasn't good enough, then hoped they'd never find out. They'll find out, they'll find out. They'll know.

We know what really happened, way back then, the way I nearly died looking for ways to defend the things that you did and the lies that you told, how you sold base metals as the purest of gold. Now I'm changing that chapter, all the love that I gave, until you're just an echo of the choices I made when I was too young to care and too naive to know that love doesn't have to cut, and not all bruises show.

I hear you're all about telling tales, rewriting history, till there's no guilt, no doubt. Till your sins disappear and the gauntlet is thrown, but ghosts still follow you no matter how far you run.

But you run, and you run.