She's wearing that glossier
A drunken floral fantasy
The cracks in the wall split the sky in two
Put your head against mine
Your fingers feel cold
It's fine
Losing track of the time
Now I fell for you
Look at what we're doing
Do you feel so good about this?
What are we gonna do now?
Look at what we're doing
Do you feel so good about this?
What are we gonna do now?
I saw Orion's belt
I thought of you
Waiting on a miracle
I feel like a fool
Just fucking hold me, please hold me
Please hold me, please hold me
Please hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Please hold me, please hold me, please hold me, please hold me
Please hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Hold me, please hold me
