Kate Nash (6 de Julio de 1987) es una cantautora de Harrow, Londres. Nash es hija de padre inglés, y madre irlandesa, y nació en Dublín. Ya desde muy joven se interesó por la música y el pop.
Antes de la música, probó con la actuación llegando a hacer una audición en la Bristol Old Vic Theatre School. Días después de que esa institución la rechazara, Nash cayó por unas escaleras y se rompió un pie. Durante su recuperación no podía moverse, por lo que aprovechó el tiempo para terminar viejas canciones y componer nuevas.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
VERSES - CF , CF , CF , GF CHORUSES - AmC, AmC, AmCF Thursday night everything's fine Except you've got that look in your eye When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring You're thinking of something to say You'll go along with it then drop it And humiliate me in front of our friends
Then I'll use that voice that you find annoyin' And say something like Yeah intelligent input darlin' Why don't you just have another beer then
Then you'll call me a bitch And everyone we're with will be embarrassed And I won't give a shit
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
You said I must eat so many lemons Cause I am so bitter I said I'd rather be with your friends mate Cause they are much fitter
Yes it was childish and you got aggressive And I must admit that I was a bit scared But it gives me thrills to wind you up
My fingertips are holding on to The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone And got so wasted what a surprise Don't want to look at your face Cause it's makin' me sick
You've gone and got sick on my trainers I only got these yesterday Oh my gosh I cannot be bothered with this
Well I'll leave you there 'till the mornin' And I purposely won't turn the heating on And dear God I hope I'm not stuck with this one
My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And I know that I should let go But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't
And every time we fight I know it's not right Every time that you're upset and I smile I know I should forget But I can't