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How to Treat the Ones You Love

by Donovan Wolfington

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1.
Take control of all the things you want to hold Hide the things that you don’t want to know It’s hard to tell when all your friends live in hell try to relate, but you can’t take the smell But you see, You and me, There’s an innate realm of possibilities Look around hear the sounds Get alone Rediscover sex and go insane The problems that you have get in the way Take your self away with LSD Patch up all the pain, then back to present day It’s a disgrace It’s a castration of the thrill and the chase Look alive And open my eyes Get alone And it’s hard to sleep When you never get to eat It’s a sign It’s all a lie
2.
Basalisk 02:35
Stop! Watch! On the News! You better call the cops Better not tell your mom she wouldn’t give a fuck It doesn’t take that much time Just to realize you’re all right But don’t say that Everyone’s all the same here Well can’t you tell? You’re in your own Personal hell And no ones ever gonna save themselves Cause no ones really knows what they’re talking about They just like the sound of their voice out loud This is America, that’s the way it is, I’m used to it by now I want to be born again Into the mind of an ignorant Christian Because my ignorance is bliss I’m still so sick and so very tired of this shit Lost cause No Hope Everything you believe in is a joke
3.
Mercurus 01:43
Mercury Lines the table where Used to be the place Where you would sit and talk to me About my friends’ EP You were honest to me But I never had the key To open up my side And let you grow inside Living rooms Cheap perfume still smells like shit But what can you do? The price is what it is So deal with it You were honest to me But I never had the key To open up my side And let you grow inside I will let you grow inside I will let you grow
4.
Hxc Punk 02:03
Stereotypical terrible script Follow the lines Don’t agree with them We’ve been marching the beat to the same damn drum Since the dawn of time We’re all buried in scum You’re a leech Hey c’mon, there’s no need to get pissed You indie rock fundamentalist! Struck out without hope Revel daily in sloth Fed up with the drugs and the guns and the cops Man it’s hard to be swindled at all With no saints And no judge They swarm like bugs No Trust, No Love No Trust, No Fucking Love
5.
Slow Loris 02:43
Everywhere she goes, people want a piece of her If only we were alone, maybe I could sleep with her But she’s ways away And she stays away It’s the way she fakes it when we lay It’s okay with me The way that things go I’m too weak to please her The feeling seems too old Old enough to need her But she’s ways away And she stays away It’s the way she’s got nothing to say It’s okay with me
6.
Locust 03:08
7.
Mosquito 02:37
I know something you don’t know And I’ve got better things to show My friends who are all back home Standing by the riverside Thinking of times of you and I “So, how’s home?” “Oh, you know, I get stoned And I wonder…” I want to know what you do With my friends when you’re alone I want to be on your arm Like a mosquito Staring down waiting to stick it in Swat me down like anyone you used to know Or claimed to love Repent How do you treat the ones you love to fuck, But hate to love? “I can’t feel anything.”
8.
John Cena 02:37
Cold hands touching her face While you make plans for lovers embrace It’s a slow ride back to her place And I hope that I am not too late You’ve got something I should understand Weighing down in the palm of my hand I’ve got nothing I’ve got some kind of remorse About you, of course And your parents divorce “Am I the only one who didn’t grow up in the north?” Cold hands tell me where to wait I’ve been making a lot of dumb mistakes And I know that I can’t feel your pain but I know that you know I feel the same Well I’ve got something you should understand Weighing down in the palm of my hand I’ve got nothing I’ve got some kind of remorse About you, of course And your parents divorce “Am I the only one who didn’t grow up in the north?” Well I think it’s time to abort “Cause every single day just gets a little worse In every single way I feel a little worse”
9.
Rhonda 01:18
It’s not a gag, it’s not a hoax It’s a series of very serious jokes I can’t wait to get a job and lease a Honda But Rhonda, Oh Rhonda She’s my bride and she resides Just outside Redondo Beach Where I will go to hide from all my dreams At the end of the day All the problems I have just fade away When she wraps around me like an anaconda Rhonda, Oh Rhonda She’s my bride, oh yes she’ll be mine Just outside Redondo Beach Where I will go to hide from all my dreams She also sells me weed She’s all I need Rhonda, why don’t you just love me?
10.
Solo Cup 01:23
For three days and three nights Well I’ve been high all the time Strung out in the heat Just drinking wine You can go out and play I’ll stay inside all day And know I’m the only one who let you do Well hey Mark, I know you keep it separate in your brain And all the moving parts will drive you insane The sun will rise and I will stumble home In a drunk disguise, to find that I take Just way too much and everything I write Just fucking sucks It’s good for nothing.
11.
The actress never gives good advice But still you listen to her bullshit every night And I’m just sitting flipping through the channels now But there’s nothing on anyhow I’ll let you in and you could be my vice We can dress up and pretend all night And I’ll be sitting waiting in the backroom now Wondering why things never work out I’ll let you in Figure out what it takes to be your friend I’ll let go Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home “You call this a home” Your bones are brittle; your eyes are sockets of fat Your skin feels nice but there is a product for that And I’m just sitting waiting on the Baptist That sad fucker is radioactive I’ll let you in Figure out what it takes to be your friend I’ll let go Call my doctor and tell him I’m coming home “You call this a home”
12.
Manchac 03:17
How many shotguns have you shot? I forgot, it’s a lot Please smoke pot and try to calm down. But I’m waiting on your soul To attach to your backbone Then run, tell all your friends Then just leave it alone. Now you talk the way You used to talk with me but now with him and you’ll talk for days with no result and no conclusion, I’m still confused and alone But your halo is always going to glow You stabbed my back with ease Could you take the knife out please? While I’m trapped out in the swamp I’ll just wait and bleed Sit in my room and rot With all the windows and doors locked Your green eyes still bloodshot You’re a mess, you forgot You wrote it all on the wall As a caring caveat To let yourself know itself Drunk in a parking lot Where we first got to talk about thoughts Of falling in love Now I’ve got a hockey mask That I’ve spray-painted black Cause I’m no copycat I don’t play like that But your halo is always going to glow. Tied up in the backyard Wondering where the hell you are From the bottom of my heart say hello to the sharks
13.
Sadhead 02:21
My blind crush The thought of it just makes me blush And drives me crazy, makes me lazy But soon enough The accusations seem real rough The conversation divides the nation Into equal separate parts With one arm in and one not Well I’ve got a plan so I’ll get ahead And the sound of your voice on the phone Let’s me know that I’ve been sleeping alone And the smell of her cigarette over the tones While the radio’s blaring and I’m driving home Alone.

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released August 21, 2015

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