Watch out
I’m a one way ticket to a blood fight
Watch out
Got a head full of thoughts that ain’t right
Watch out
There’s a chip on my shoulder like a butcher’s knife
Ain’t nobody wanna mess with me tonight

Watch out
I’m a one way ticket to a blood fight
Watch out
Got my teeth bared ready for you this time
Watch out
There’s a crack in the middle of my mind
But who’ll be the last one standing
I’ll be the last one standing
Cause ain’t nobody wanna mess with my kind

Watch out
I’m the one you’ll be seeing in your rearview
Watch out
There’s a crack in the middle of the sky
Who’ll be the last one standing
She’ll be the last one standing
Cause ain’t nobody get away when the truth shines

oooh hoo hoo hoo

Watch out
Watch out
Who’ll be the last one standing
Who’ll be the last one standing
We’ll be the last ones standing
Cause ain’t nobody wanna mess with my kind

Written by Missy Higgins, Antony Partos and Matteo Zingales
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing / Sonar Music Pty Ltd

Oh no you didn’t
You didn’t just go there
Keep pulling at the thread pretty soon you’re gonna
Unleash what’s in here

Oh no you didn’t
You didn’t push me again
I got a memory like an elephant honey, I never forget

They call me the collector
Cos they know I’m keeping tabs
They call me the collector
Cos they know I’m coming back

Oh no you didn’t
You didn’t just do that
Keep tugging at the line pretty soon you’re gonna
Regret what you catch

Oh no you didn’t
You didn’t try that again
I got a little book in my heart where names like yours get written down in red

They call me the collector
Cos they know I’m keeping tabs
They call me the collector
Cos they know I never lose track
And when the day comes honey
To collect my rent money
I’ll be back

I got everything you owe me etched into my soul
Under these bruises and blood is an animal
And the crevices you cut were so deep
But now the dark, dark water’s gathering

They call me the collector
Cos they know I’m keeping tabs
They call me the collector
Cos they know I’m coming back

So if you think you’re better
I dare you fella
Yeah, I dare you fella
Find out why they call me the collector

Written by Missy Higgins, Antony Partos and Matteo Zingales
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing / Sonar Music Pty Ltd

I’m on the edge of something
Got an itch in my bones
There’s a fire in the middle of my soul

I’m on the edge of something
And it’s gonna take time
But I’m doing it for you

No, no regrets
Got no further to fall
When you’ve hit the bottom

No, no regrets
I’m my mother’s daughter
I got plenty of fight left

I’m on the edge of the unknown
There’s a valley of secrets
Stretched out below

But I got you in my chest
And it’s giving me power
Yeah this kinda love don’t rest

No, no regrets
Ain’t no further to fall
When you’ve hit the bottom

No, no regrets
I’m a mother with a daughter
I got plenty of fight left

Everybody gonna know my name
I’ll be the one with her heart on fire
screaming from the highest stage

Everybody gonna know my name
Cos I’m the girl who’s gonna be everything
that’s ever made you afraid

hell hath no fury like a woman’s rage

Everybody gonna know my name
Everybody gonna know my name
Everybody gonna know my name
Everybody gonna know my name

Everybody gonna know my

We’re on the edge of something
But we gotta jump now
Cos we’re doing it for them
We’re on the edge of something
Possibly beautiful
Possibly beautiful

Written by Missy Higgins, Antony Partos and Matteo Zingales
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing / Sonar Music Pty Ltd

Looking counter clockwise
Knowing what could happen
Any moment maybe you maybe even you
Steadfast collapse
Always certain any moment
Maybe you maybe you
Maybe even you
Recline complete dream too sweet
I can’t do it not with you
Not even with you
Maybe never with you

And I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Yeah I’d sell my soul for
Total control

Street wet tonight, lovers touch
It’s pure delight
Always certain any moment
Maybe even you
Stay in bed stained sheets
My head hurts I repeat
Maybe you maybe you maybe even you

And I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Yeah I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Yeah I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Over you

Street wet tonight, lovers touch
It’s pure delight
Always certain any moment
Maybe even you
Stay in bed stained sheets
My head hurts I repeat
Maybe you maybe you maybe even you

And I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Yeah I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Yeah I’d sell my soul for
Total control
Over you
Over you
Total control over you
Over you
Total control over you

Written by Jeff Jourard & Martha Davis
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing / Reservoir

Everything comes down
To what may happen now
Hold me as I wait
Four lifetimes in a day

Feet on ancient land
Carry me like I know you can
This can’t wait
Today I’m playing where the big kids play

Every dream I’ve chased
Has led me to this place

Feet on solid ground
Hold me up, don’t let me fall down

Gonna show them I’ve got what it takes
Today I’m playing where the big kids play
Today I’m playing where the big kids play

And I’m gonna show them
I am here to stay
That I belong here
Playing where the big kids play

Written by Missy Higgins
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing

I take it back
You’re going down
I’ve had enough of you dragging all of my shame around

I take it back
You’re gonna bruise
Cos I got something you don’t, I got nothing to lose

You had my trust
I gave you that
I gave you that

Gave you my power
But I take it back
I take it back

You don’t remember
But I can’t forget
So I’m gathering up everything I ever tried to suppress

Now I’m a walking weapon
A bleeding history book
¬¬¬¬I see you closing your eyes but I’m gonna make you look

Cos you had my heart
I gave you that
I gave you that

Gave you my power
But I take it back
I’m taking it back

oooohs

The power to speak my mind without attack
To hold my head high and shoulders back
The power to turn this table round
To stand up when you want me down
The power to choose what’s right for me
For my future for my family
The power to burn these filthy walls
I take it back
I take it all

My light. My dark. My fire. My spark. My Story. My vision. My choices. My decisions. Count the minutes. Count the hours. I’m taking back my power.

And when I take it back
You’re gonna wish you treated me better than that.

Written by Missy Higgins
Published by Mushroom Music Publishing