Biography:
Wil Wagner (born May 21, 1990) is an Australian folk/punk/rock singer-songwriter from Melbourne, Victoria. Wagner began writing music around the age of sixteen, eventually recording and releasing an album entitled Us Boys Run under the moniker of "Wil Wagner and Friends" in 2008. A backing band was formed the following year, who would eventually come to be known as The Smith Street Band. In 2011, Wagner formed the side project Being Amazing!!, in which he provides bass and backing vocals.
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Four years of hard work!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
C G C F Am G C
[Verse 1]
C G C F
I stood in the place where you fucked me and thought about how I'd never see you again
C G F C G
I still sleep in the room where you dumped me, voices still in the walls and I'll bring home new friends
C G C F
Gotta shake off these nasty addictions, to gratification and self-flagellation
Am G
It's too late in the evening and it's too late in general
F C G
I miss having meaning and a distraction from myself
C G C F
Want to be struck by new love's lightning all fucked up dripping wet and frightening
Am G F C G
Or just have something that leaves me smiling to myself as I walk back home
[Chorus]
Am G C
But I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And I was less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less like your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
You are less like a lover and more like a landlord
[Verse 2]
C G C F
Said I'll be your emergency contact if you kiss me when you get back
Am G C
I called you, I had to, went straight to your message bank
C G
Wanted to make up for a lost time, make up for a lost cause
C F Am G C
Would've stood tall, but for once in my life I wasn't the one who pushed for the fall
C G C F
So one of these days I'm gonna drop dead and you'll only remember the nice things I said
Am G
So put your rose-coloured glasses on, pretend you're fine until I'm gone
F C G
And you can do whatever the fuck you want
[Chorus]
Am G C
And I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And you'd become less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less of your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
I was less like a lover and more like a landlord
[Verse 3]
C G G
I still sleep in the room where you dumped me
C G G
Write songs about how I'm never speaking to you again
Shouldn't make any difference, surroundings don't influence
The person that I think I am [x4]
[Chorus]
Am G C
And I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And you'd become less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less of your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
You were less like a lover and more like a landlord
C G C F Am G C
[Verse 1]
C G C F
I stood in the place where you fucked me and thought about how I'd never see you again
C G F C G
I still sleep in the room where you dumped me, voices still in the walls and I'll bring home new friends
C G C F
Gotta shake off these nasty addictions, to gratification and self-flagellation
Am G
It's too late in the evening and it's too late in general
F C G
I miss having meaning and a distraction from myself
C G C F
Want to be struck by new love's lightning all fucked up dripping wet and frightening
Am G F C G
Or just have something that leaves me smiling to myself as I walk back home
[Chorus]
Am G C
But I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And I was less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less like your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
You are less like a lover and more like a landlord
[Verse 2]
C G C F
Said I'll be your emergency contact if you kiss me when you get back
Am G C
I called you, I had to, went straight to your message bank
C G
Wanted to make up for a lost time, make up for a lost cause
C F Am G C
Would've stood tall, but for once in my life I wasn't the one who pushed for the fall
C G C F
So one of these days I'm gonna drop dead and you'll only remember the nice things I said
Am G
So put your rose-coloured glasses on, pretend you're fine until I'm gone
F C G
And you can do whatever the fuck you want
[Chorus]
Am G C
And I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And you'd become less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less of your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
I was less like a lover and more like a landlord
[Verse 3]
C G G
I still sleep in the room where you dumped me
C G G
Write songs about how I'm never speaking to you again
Shouldn't make any difference, surroundings don't influence
The person that I think I am [x4]
[Chorus]
Am G C
And I'd become less like a lover and more like a landlord
Am G C
And you'd become less like a lover and more like a carer that I could not afford
Am G
And you were less of your old self and more like your mother
F C G
I was hopeful but hopeless now I'm just one of the others
Am G C
You were less like a lover and more like a landlord
