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Sor​-​ry

by Bobby Rubalcava

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1.
I live in a strange house this ain't my room, it's just one I rent out and I'm pretty far from my home traded a warm place for one that is cold I can't stand to hear it the sound of her voice on the phone, I deny it and I take a walk every night most people don't know it, but I used to lie Lately, I've been so sad never was a problem, but now it is bad and I think I just need a girlfriend a girl who has a lot going on in her head I live in a strange house this ain't my room, it's just one I rent out but hopefully one day soon I won't feel that I won't feel that I won't feel that I won't feel that bad
2.
Bad Habits 01:50
I've gotten into some bad habits I drink every night, I smoke cigarettes and I say, "yes" when I should say, "no" and I stay in one place 'cause I don't know where to go I don't take too many showers I walk aimlessly for a couple hours and I only call you when I'm really drunk but you know that I am, so you don't pick up my hamper's empty, floor's full of laundry I have a problem putting the past behind me I wear a short-sleeve when it's stupid cold but it's warm where I'm from, I wanna go home I talk to too many girls I don't really know it fucks with my love-life's flow I write songs about others experiences 'cause my life's boring, I don't know how to live Instead of buying gas, I buy a round just hoping it's a way for my mind to be found but if anything it just gets further lost but at this point, fuck it, I'll buy another shot I deny phone calls from bill collectors girl walks all over me, but somehow I let her I know it's wrong, but I keep it going I prefer to stay sad if it keeps me from growing
3.
Slow 04:05
I don't really know where I'm going but wherever I am now, it's snowing and it's coming down nice, the mounds seems to grow well, wherever I'm going, I'm going slow I don't really know what I'm drinking a friend had a cup and he hands it to me saying he got a call and that he had to go well, whatever I'm drinking, I'm drinking slow I don't really know what I'm eating when I first smelled it, I was salivating and now that I've got it, my expectations are low well, whatever I'm eating, I'm eating slow I don't really know that I'm writing my mind is empty, but my hand is gliding and when I read all my words, what the meaning is, I don't know well, whatever I'm writing, I'm writing slow (whistle) I don't really know what I'm singing before I even realize my words leave me and sung into a mic, and announced to the show well, whatever I'm singing, I'm singing slow I don't really know what I'm reading it's a book that requires a lot of believing and that's hard for me, considering I'm alone well, whatever I'm reading, I'm reading it slow
4.
As I'm walking down this road I'm thinking about how it all looks fake and as I'm getting drunk I'm thinking about all of my mistakes I'm a coward, yeah what else can I say? and that's where I went wrong, being too scared, now I drink my nights away And as I watch this movie oh, how I wish I was in it, right there 'cause as I look around I realize there's nothing for me here i'm an idiot, yeah it's too much to explain and that's where I went wrong, had a good life, but threw it away Now I want it back, but it's too late now I want it back, but it's far away had a heart attack, now I'm in a grave had a heart attack, now I'll never see your face And as you're walking toward me I turn my back and walk the other way I don't really feel like fighting so I'll put it off for another day I'm a pansy, yeah always hiding my eyes and that's where I went wrong, had my heart broken one too many times And as I write this letter my mind wonders and flys off into space I close my eyes to focus but all I can see is your laughing face I'm a loner, always holding onto the past and that's where I went wrong, now I'm watching my life run away real fast Now I want it back, but it's too late now I want it back, but it's far away had a heart attack, now I'm in a grave had a heart attack, now I'll never see your face
5.
I remember the last time you said you didn't like me I was chunkier then now I look at your today and realize that I was a sad man I remember the last time my daddy hit me I was sicker then didn't want to take some pills, so he smacked me and sent me to bed But now, I'm sucking them all down maybe too many, but who's keeping count? when I go looking for it, I find my head in the clouds and I learned to love the sky more than the ground I remember the last time you played me a song I was trying to move on but then you said those words with a melody tide to them telling me you are gone I remember the last time I took a shot of whiskey I was fiendin' for one it calmed me down, but left the frown on my face as i walk late through midtown But now, I'm sucking them all down maybe too many, but who's keeping count when I go looking for it, I find my head in the clouds and I learned to love the sky more than the ground and I learned to love the sky more than the ground and I learned to love the sky more than the ground and I learned to love the sky more than the ground
6.
Think & Pout 02:18
The film has just started I am running out to buy me some more chocolate come back, the theater's all black I can't see where I last laid my coat at Took a seat next to something sweet she is bootlegging the movie to make some money movie ends, searching for my cardigan it is lost, so I guess I'll just be cold again The bar, drinking something hard starting to pull my scab crusts apart bleeding, but still reading way too deep into what you're possibly thinking Walk home, sprain my ankle walking drunk and tripping in a pothole lay down, roommates are too loud so I just think and think and think and think and think & pout
7.
If 04:17
If my mother dies I'll be by her side all of her words were right And if my puppy dies then of course I will cry he's been my best friend most nights If I can not sing then please won't you tell me I'm sick of being something I ain't meant to be And if you're getting sleepy pour yourself some coffee you told me you're trying not to sleep And if you have tears in your eyes I'll do my best to make them dry I fucking hate seeing you cry And if your hand's getting cold it won't be hard for me to hold I'm scared to ask and never bold And if I tell you I like you then please believe it to be true I'm only telling you 'cause I don't know what else to do I don't know how to end this song I got no words, so I'll just hum (hum) (humming) (more humming)
8.
What is your name? I know you had no say in it we just need something to mark your grave what is your name? And what's your favorite song? I'll write it down so when you die We'll gather all your friends and scream along what's your favorite song? And what's your favorite shirt? We'll put it on you so you look good in your box that's covered deep in dirt what's your favorite shirt? And should we be crying? 'cause when you and us were hanging out we were always having such a great time so should we be crying? And where are you now? I bet you're off somewhere a-laughin' but one thing's for sure, you're not around where are you now? And what do you see? I know that you killed yourself but did you wind up where you wanted to be? what do you see? And how do you sleep? I hope that you're doing better 'cause I've been having trouble counting sheep how do you sleep? And what was your name? I know you had no say in it we just need something to mark your grave so tell me again, what was your name?
9.
Phlegm 03:57
I'm coughing up phlegm I was healthier then, but now I'm sick I smoke too many cigarettes I paint a picture I read some literature of something that ain't true a fairytale she said that she knew I write a letter I send it to her and quickly decide it probably was a waste of my time [this verse in not in the recording because I was drunk and forgot to sing it] I'm missing my home looking at a photo of a desert sunset a friend of mine sent me in a text I'm really hungry all I got is candy that my momma sent to me I don't have enough money to eat I buy me a beer been drinking straight all year, going for the long haul there's nothing else to do in Omaha I'm trying to sleep laying under my sheets I begin to sing a song and all the words describe everything wrong I begin to see it's not what's happen to me, it's what hasn't happened yet I'm sure it'll suck, but I hope for the best oh, I hope for the best oh, I hope for the best oh, I hope for the best
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about

Bobby has been alone in space for the
majority of 2012 and so far all of 2013.
He hopes you understand....

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released May 7, 2013

Bobby Rubalcava is Bobby Rubalcava

All songs written and performed by
Bobby Rubalcava

Recorded in Omaha, NE in Bobby’s room
at the Middle Haüs during the stupid
winter of 2013 between the hours of
2AM & 4AM with one microphone on his tape deck

Artwork by Bobby’s friend Nick Shively

To inquire about anything, email Bobby
at robert[dot]rubalcava[at]gmail[dot]com

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Bobby Rubalcava Omaha, Nebraska

Confused and alone, Bobby really has no idea what he's doing half the time, thus leading him to make this so-called folk music. He hopes you understand...

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