To get through these years To get through these years
I've been waiting for you here If you don't let yourself fall?
I've been waiting for you here If you don't let yourself fall?
I've been driving round, talking 'bout leaving I've been thinking loud, shocked 'bout believing Once you get what you got, pigeonhole blacktop You got to get a spot that keeps it as a backdrop
This will evaporate because that is how it's seeming Don't want to instigate through black and white dreaming I try to keep inside, this jar of hardened feelings Just to keep this old paperback appealing
You got those silky eyes, open-closed blinking Pride those milky thighs, bourbon-brown I'm drinking You got to stick around, I got to, got to have this When you're upside down, it's cocoa-coated golden bliss