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lirik lagu christone bartener - wellness girl

some years ago i was looking for a love affair
i spent hours in the city club, having a crush on a bartender
got a job in the lighting industry where i was shoveling snow
i’ve achieved the booze~work balance there but in fact, i just was feeling so alone

i wasn’t picky about my job, needed for a place to rent
with “tom traubert’s blues” in my headphones, a bucket of road salt in hand
i got back to part~time studies, more out of learning than for fun
and there were so many girls around but she was the only one

with rita hayworth’s style, wellness girl temperament
with her sensitiveness locked in an iron sh~ll
border guard uniform, hourglass body type
i’ve defended myself but i gave up

her boyfriend was a truck driver. all day long was on the road
didn’t even hide the fact he had a mistress in every port
one day, she was jogging with his pale, and they ended up in bed
her bestie in tatras got engaged… “that’s too much ~ she texted ~ i’d rather be dead”

we talked for weeks, sharing our pains, nattered ‘bout various nonsense
we confided in each other ‘bout the sins bothering our conscience
i’ve been waiting for love for so long ~ almost in hypnagogic state
but she wasn’t my lover yet ~ she was much more! she was my soul mate

she played me all her favorite songs and gave me kisses on the cheek
knowing that they were written by whom i considered a lower~league
and we emptied salmanazar, had no choice but to stay the night
i said: “the dreams are good for dreamers, babe ‘cause my only dream is lying by my side”
we used to go to the retro coffee house, tulle curtains in the window
purple orchids in a vase reveled in the scent of cardamom
we disturbed peace in dining room when we get la petite mort
we were passionately making love in restroom ‘cause we had no breaks anymore

i went to all the jewelry stores, planning for a valentine’s day
with clockwork precision like building un voilier en bouteille
i fried diced shallot and chanterelles for zander on sorrel cream
naively floating through my sweet dreams like a roman on trireme

but then her trucker called, knowing what he had lost
and she ran to him, wet leaving me like a dross
and i stayed like a fool, staggering on a slush
for the last time, i let my heart be crushed

longest~running top~flight derby between me and my own life
ava max at the winner’s bar hit the top with “so am i”
i was served by a lovely waitress there who looked like bangle~ michael steele
but i didn’t care for any girl ‘cause a bottle of booze became my only dream

some people’s minds repress memories to allow them to survive
the cut dialogue and blurry images can add color to a dull life
idealization makes them long for a past they never had
they define every behavior and the rest live in passing instead

they say the time heals every wound… maybe for those who move on
not for a poet attached to his loss like a statue to a pedestal
how am i? not so much changed. i’m still living on my own
whether with or without someone by my side… i’ve always been alone

- lirik lagu christone bartener

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