Anymore

ABOUT THE SONG 
I wrote this song during the first year of me learning how to play guitar. I was in art school at the time, and this song was written about my frustration with being stagnant in a place I feel like I really didn’t belong. I loved art school, but it was at this time that music had become the forefront of everything that existed to me in the world, and I really would rather have pursued it more full time, than be sitting in class. This is just a crappy scratch track, and I’m not even sure I would consider recording this full production someday, because the lyrical content just seems so juvenile to me now.

Music and Lyrics
by Justina Carubia
Scratch Demos ©2002

Verse 1:
She sits there crying
Balling her eyes out
She doesn’t know where her life is gonna lead
She sits there pen in her hand
And tears rolling down her face
Hoping one day, she’ll leave this no good place, yea.

So, just….

Chorus:
Take me away from here
Won’t you wash away all my tears
Because, I really don’t wanna be here anymore…
Anymore…

Verse 2:
She has a big dent in the side of her car door
Funds are low, but I wouldn’t say
She was poor, oh no…
She sits there guitar on her lap
And tears rolling down on her face
Hoping one day she’d write herself
Out of this no good hell of a place

So just…

Chorus:
Take me away from here
Won’t you wash away all my tears
Because, I really don’t wanna be here anymore…
Anymore…