Sad Nudes - Cate Le Bon

Sad nudes in my room

Sad nudes in my room

Sad nudes

Sad promises from all the clowns you used to soothe

Like fools we moved

Pick up the phone

Take the call from your mother

She really wants you to answer

Fear is the pivot and shame is on its knees

And the more you feel the more you have to lose

Sad nudes

Sad nudes in my room

Sad nudes in my room

Sad nudes

The settlement is rolling down that mountain soon

It moves through you

This is your gold and you are the woman

Bias beats hard and I don’t sleep

Factories cold under owner-spectator

And the cross you never used becomes the news

Sad nudes in my room