three bullets in a wedding dress well i know he'll kill me, but i love that boy to death felt it bad when he took those pills saying "ha ha ha, we're going straight to hell"
the smell of sweat and sweetness in your room yeah, i was scared, but what can you do? you turn around and tell me it's okay but my hands have still got the morphine shakes
i'm alive but i don't know where i am wanna leave but i don't know if i can i'll drop out of art school spend my life in hotel bedrooms
i think i saw him slow-mo crashing on the interstate think i saw him sleeping through a hurricane he's a violent man and his heart's decayed he's a liar but i just can't stay away
now he's smoking out the window every morning while i get high in the bathroom always on the upswing, baby phosphenes in our starry eyes today april to our deathbed we're always on the upswing, baby
he's got a new girl and i'm sure that she's alright but he still calls me late at night never meant to leave him here like this voicemail sings a fucking wreck
i'm still written in his arm six years between the thing he wants nose bleeds like an afterthought baby, don't breathe out, it's all we've got
live life on endless holiday you're so fun but i've got bills to pay i don't love any of these men just want to feel the most i can
and he's smoking out the window every morning while i get high in the bathroom always on the upswing, baby phosphenes in our starry eyes today april to our deathbed we're always on the upswing, baby
soft skin press cold hands sleep sweet sleep gentle hey, baby, are you okay? you're always on my mind coffee stains, radio static, slice my collarbones i love a boy who's made of gold i love a boy with curly hair and river eyes
now he's smoking out the window every morning while i get high in the bathroom always on the upswing, baby
lightning in our fingertips today i jump each time you touch me always on the upswing, baby phosphenes in our starry eyes today april to our deathbead we're always on the upswing, babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
