Almost Victorian with you,
Fishtail;
Don’t you dare say that you’ll braid my hair babe if you don't really care
Swinging in a nightgown underneath the old oak tree,
Almost Victorian with you
Ella Fitzgerald in the air
Wearing nothing but the summer bruises on my knees
Grandfather;
Sewing Frankenstein black dreams into my songs
Send me three white butterflies
Paris, Texas:
I went to Paris, Texas
With a suitcase in my hand
I took a trip to Spain
Just a notebook in my hand
Did you know;
Open me up
Tell me you like me
Fuck me to death
Sweet;
I wrote you a note, but I didn’t send it
I’m sweet, bare feet
A&W
I mean look at me
Look at the length of my hair
My face and the shape of my body
Ended up we fuck on the hotel floor
It’s not about having someone to love me anymore
Let the light in
Don’t be acting like I’m the kinda girl who can sleep
You know I got nothing on under this undercoat
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