Musical Mondays: Too Good At Goodbyes by Sam Smith

I love this song

You must think that I’m stupid
You must think that I’m a fool
You must think that I’m new to this
But I have seen this all before

I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true

I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)

I know you’re thinking I’m heartless
I know you’re thinking I’m cold
I’m just protecting my innocence
I’m just protecting my soul

I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

But every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true

I’m way to good at goodbyes
(I’m way to good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)

No
No, no, no, no, no (I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No, no, no, no
No, no, no (I’m way too good at goodbyes)
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)

‘Cause every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
I’m way too good at goodbyes

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Musical Mondays: Axl Rose by Miguel Araújo

This music is everywhere in Portugal, and I kind of love it.

94
Misto de etanol
The, rock and roll

447
Código secreto
MTV, headbanger’s ball

Como Panurgo
Quando avança um
O batalhão vai atrás

Cá pelo burgo
All Dressed in gloom
A mole humana bale a todo o gás

Esconde a rosa
Dentro do coldre
O Axl Rose caiu ao chão

Cai o mito
Último grito
Estatelou-se a minha geração

No Polivalente
Paira o perfume
A erva e Vert Sauvage

Para ser diferente
Há que ser mais um
Listen all of y’all it’s sabotage

Os paralelos
Conhecem as solas
Destas Doc Martens de cor

Do Acácio Lello
Já só resta o pó
Que é do Angel Dust dos Faith no More?

Esconde a rosa
Dentro do coldre
O Axl Rose caiu ao chão

Cai o mito
Último grito
Estatelou-se a minha geração

Num suspiro
Ouviu-se um tiro
Quem encurralou o Kurt Cobain?

Deu-me uma traça
Dá-me uma passa
Let me take you down memory lane

Musical Mondays: What About Us by P!nk

You guys know I love P!nk, so….

La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da
  
We are searchlights, we can see in the dark
We are rockets, pointed up at the stars
We are billions of beautiful hearts
And you sold us down the river too far
  
What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
What about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?
  
We are problems that want to be solved
We are children that need to be loved
We were willin’, we came when you called
But man, you fooled us, enough is enough, oh

What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
What about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
Oh, what about love? What about trust?
What about us?
Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
What about love? What about trust?
What about us?
  
Sticks and stones, they may break these bones
But then I’ll be ready, are you ready?
It’s the start of us, waking up come on
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
I don’t want control, I want to let go
Are you ready? I’ll be ready
‘Cause now it’s time to let them know
We are ready, what about us?
  
What about us?
What about all the times you said you had the answers?
So what about us?
What about all the broken happy ever afters?
Oh, what about us?
What about all the plans that ended in disaster?
Oh, what about love? What about trust?
What about us?

 What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?
What about us?

Musical Mondays: Back to You by Louis Tomlinson feat. Bebe Rexha & Digital Farm Animals

So… who knew that the guys from One Direction would be so much better by themselves? Last time I did this post, it was with a music by Harry Styles, and now Louis Tomlinson. Oh well…

I know you say you know me, know me well
But these days I don’t even know myself, no
I always thought I’d be with someone else
I thought I would own the way I felt, yeah
    
I call you but you never even answer
I tell myself I’m done with wicked games
But then I get so numb with all the laughter
That I forget about the pain
     
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you
     
I know my friends, they give me bad advice
Like move on, get you out my mind
But don’t you think I haven’t even tried?
You got me cornered and my hands are tied
     
You got me so addicted to the drama
I tell myself I’m done with wicked games
But then I get so numb with all the laughter
That I forget about the pain
     
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you
     
And I guess you’ll never know
All the bullshit that you put me through
And I guess you’ll never know, no
Yeah, so you can cut me up and kiss me harder
You can be the pill to ease the pain

‘Cause I know I’m addicted to your drama
Baby, here we go again
     
Whoa, you stress me out, you kill me
You drag me down, you fuck me up
We’re on the ground, we’re screaming
I don’t know how to make it stop
I love it, I hate it, and I can’t take it
But I keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
Oh, no, no, I just keep on coming back to you (back to you)
I just keep on coming back to you

Musical Mondays: Sign of the Times by Harry Styles

I’m still a little stupefied that this song belongs to Harry Styles. I’m IN LOVE with it, it’s just amazing and gorgeous, and who knew?!

Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
Hope you’re wearing your best clothes 
You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky
You look pretty good down here
But you ain’t really good
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets?
Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
It’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here
Remember, everything will be alright
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Stop your crying
Baby, it’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets?
We don’t talk enough
We should open up
Before it’s all too much
Will we ever learn?
We’ve been here before
It’s just what we know
Stop your crying, baby
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away

Musical Mondays: You Give Love A Bad Name by Bon Jovi

Shame on you if you don’t know this by now 😛 , but Bon Jovi are one of my favorite bands ever. I grew up listening to them – courtesy of 3 older siblings – and they just remind me of that time. Also, I just love the music. So, today, a walk down memory lane.

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
Darlin’, you give love a bad name

An angel’s smile is what you sell
You promise me heaven, then put me through Hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passions a prison, you can’t break free

Oh, you’re a loaded gun, yeah
Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love, a bad name

Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy’s dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye

Oh, you’re a loaded gun
Oh, there’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love, oh!

Oh, shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)

Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love (bad name)
You give love
You give love

Musical Mondays: Amar Pelos Dois by Salvador Sobral

As I mentioned yesterday, Salvador Sobral won the Eurovision Song Contest for Portugal on saturday, making it the first win ever for Portugal. I’m kind of obsessed with this song, and I think everyone should listen to it. Enjoy.

Se um dia alguém perguntar por mim
Diz que vivi p’ra te amar
Antes de ti só existi
Cansado e sem nada p’ra dar

Meu bem, ouve as minhas preces
Peço que regresses, que me voltes a querer
Eu sei que não se ama sozinho
Talvez devagarinho possas voltar a aprender

Meu bem, ouve as minhas preces
Peço que regresses, que me voltes a querer
Eu sei que não se ama sozinho
Talvez devagarinho possas voltar a aprender

Se o teu coração não quiser ceder
Não sentir paixão, não quiser sofrer
Sem fazer planos do que virá depois
O meu coração pode amar pelos dois