ripped jeans and a cup that you just downed
take me where the music aint too loud
trade drinks, but you dont even know her
save me til the party is over
kiss me in the seat of your rover
real sweet, but I wish you were sober
you could be a bad motherfucker
but that dont make you a man
now you're just another one of my problems
because you got out of hand
we wont survive
we're sinkin' into the sand
heard about all the things you done
and all the walls you've been in
heard about all the love you lost
it was over before it began
heard about all the miles you've gone
just to start again
heard about all the things you've been through
it sounds like you need a friend, a friend
darlin', darlin', darlin'
i fall to pieces when im with you, i fall to pieces
my cherries and wine, rosemary and thyme
and all of my peaches
are ruined
if you would let me give you pinky promise kisses
then i wouldnt have to scream your name atop of every roof in the city of my heart
if i could see you
once more to see you
i just started walking and ended up at the sea
im looking at the coast from here
there's endless sand and the rough wind
im still looking at a desert
i wanted to have the sea so i swallowed you up
but I'm even thirstier than before
is what i know really the ocean?
Or a blue desert?