Parked your car by the drugstore
And I keep asking all these questions
But you don't wanna hear it anymore
'Cause you should have been learned your lesson
By now, but so should I
I still get shy around you, write lullabies in my room
For you to listen to, to listen to
I know I pry, just like
Knowing you don't have anything to hide, hide.
You are much too tired to drive
And people here are really reckless
In the darkness behind my two eyes
There's dollars tangled in your necklace
So get them out before it hurts too much to breathe
To breathe, breathe.
Maybe later, we can drive through California
Or Paris or Rome, it doesn't matter as long as we're together
Cheekbone on my wrist, nothing left to wish for
Maybe later, we can drive through California
Or Paris or Rome, it doesn't matter as long as we're together
Cheekbone on my wrist, nothing left to wish for.
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