Let's not have this conversation,
I'm tired of hearing my voice breaking,
Don't say you'll follow me outside
Just let me go and be myself
I'll sprint- run home and get back to my tiny little bedroom
it's only 80ks away.
And I can't stand a single glance of your smokey eyes all glassed and red
as you wrap your tattooed arms around my waist
and if I leave now maybe I can see
the sunrise melt over an open sea
and I'll forget about this angry city and everyone who ever hurt me
Pin dived into my world, you barely made a ripple
In this ship-wreck of ex boyfriends dancing on a lonely table
you
pulled me down and tucked me in
I barely caught myself breaking
and the weather will go and change it's mind
and I'll change mine
Don't you ask me if I miss you
my heart aches and every morsel of me wants every inch of you
and i hate the way it sounds but my head and heart are perpendicular
at wits ends, can we just go to bed?
And we stood there shaking from the burns
and we watched the band make offensive slurs and you never said one single thing
and all I want is you to be happy darling, come stand here
and I'll hold your sweet hand again
Don't you ask me if I miss you
my heart aches and every morsel of me wants every inch of you
and I hate the way it sounds but my head and heart are perpendicular
at wits ends, can we just go to bedddddddd?
I bought the physical copy of this demo, #2/50, the night before All Tomorrow's Shoeys. I bought it again almost two years later when Jen was in a bind. In between those purchases I bought it on vinyl from Craigos. What I'm trying to say is that I've bought this fucking thing three times now and I'd probably buy it again, so you know it's good, aye! Nick