Robbie Williams has just released a new music video for his third single “Mixed signals” from his current album “The heavy entertainment show”, which was released last November.
The track, written by The Killers and produced by Stuart Price (Madonna, Depeche Mode, Pet Shop Boys), was originally intended to be kept by Brandon Flowers band.
“The Killers’ sound is unique and I think Brandon Flowers is one of the best songwriters on the planet” Robbie said. “I was at Stuart Price’s house and he’d just been working with Brandon and played me this song. He said, ‘Have a listen to this.’ And all the way through it I was thinking, ‘I want this song.’ And unbelievably they let me have it and didn’t have it for themselves.”
The music video was shot in a flat in east London. It has two alternative endings, which will go live on Williams’ official website on Wednesday 1st and Thursday 2nd March.
Lyrics:
I tried your number at 9 but to no avail
Tried again at 11, got sent straight to voicemail
You said you needed a calm, quiet night alone
But that don’t explain why you’re not picking up the phone
Now I’m driving through the city like a bullet in my seat
And I hold my breath when I hit your street
You were restless when you told me everything was alright
One quiet night alone
If nothing is wrong
How come you’re not home
And it’s almost 3AM
When you decide to show?
You’re gonna tell me where you’ve been
Don’t spare me details, I wanna know
What does he look like?
What does he talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you’re sending me mixed signals
With lowered emotion
You greet me and I’m overcome
‘Cause your body language is speaking in another tongue
First you tell me that you needed some excitement in your life
Then you grab the handle and turn the knife
Accusations of obsessive misbehaviour
Like we ain’t been down to hell and back
And made untrue
I thought that was you
And it’s almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You’re gonna tell me where you’ve been
Don’t spare me details, I wanna know
What does he look like?
What does he talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you’re sending me mixed signals
And in the dusk we fall apart
The sun’s got his elbow
In the rib cage of town
I’m breaking down
And it’s almost 3AM
When you decide to show
You’re gonna tell me where you’ve been
Don’t sugarcoat it, girl, I want the blow-by-blow
What does he look like?
What does he talk like?
Thought you wanted to make this work
But you’re sending me mixed signals
Yeah, sending me mixed signals
Darling, darling believe me
Know that, no you don’t need me
Break up, you know it won’t please me
Sweetheart, let me down easy
Cut me loose, baby, don’t tease me
Oh Lord, let me down easy
Sending me mixed signals
