.5
come over again
i can't let her inside
cause if she ever came
and saw how i lived
well i don't think she'd ever
come over again
you saw my room and you still talk to me
you sat on my bed and didn't wanna leave
.12
smoking room
blue eyes and wide skies
on the morning after we stayed up all night
we listened to foreign music on repeat
and you were afraid of things on the street
i heard your voice inside of mine
sung about your dreams in lullabies
i think of you in the twilight
and the way you looked on that night