Saw you reading “Misery” in the morning You were quick to say your brain wasn’t too deep in it You just love the way the pages hit your fingertips Two is company 'til tires screech in the parking lot Three windows with some shoulders hanging out of them You look at me and say, “We shouldn’t have run into them”
Now your heart is racing, knees are shaking, you’re beside yourself Is this a carnal message or a cry for help? Ah I should look behind your hair and see the demons we were dealt But my foolish brain can’t think of nothing else, no
It’s thinking 'bout your hips on mine Don’t care if it’s gone tonight Insanity in disguise is alright, alright Wait... not the perfect time Brainwaves preoccupied Keep seeing it in my mind Your hips on mine Your hips on mine
Somehow I grab your hand and we both take off running That’s what we get for growing up on a corner where the cops don’t come when you call them, oh I say, “The odds that we outrun them increase if you tether yourself to me” You put your hands on my shoulders, ah Tell me to pull you in closer, ooh
Now my heart is racing, knees are shaking, I’m beside myself My anxiety wreaks havoc on my health, oh We take shelter underneath your parents' Pennsylvania deck But my brain don’t know if we’ve escaped them yet, no
'Cos it’s thinking 'bout your hips on mine Don’t care if it’s gone tonight Insanity in disguise is alright, alright Wait... not the perfect time Brainwaves preoccupied Keep seeing it in my mind Your hips on mine Your hips on mineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
