Waxahatchee

Full moon, we see our breath in a blue glow I follow you to the bar in the snow And then we roll around in your sheets And watch our habits become a routine And we'll fall asleep eventually And I'll...

Hands under my clothes We can't let it go You set it up masterfully And then blame it all on me Cynicism smothering Implanted, blossoming in me Our fun is toxic and bold Embellished and oversold...

I don't care I'll embrace all of my vices And we'll black it out Or atleast slow everything down And i'll fish for compliments And i'll drink until i'm happy And i'll wonder what you're doing but i...

Crave, desolate, you dive in, we follow along I contrive you with whiskey and sam cooke songs And we lay on our backs, soaking wet Below a static tv set Conversation flows, counting shooting stars and...