Stones

With the taste of your lips

I'm afraid of what I did

I'm afraid of what we're gonna do

We were tame to this shit

Now you got me in your grip

And nobody's gonna know like you

We are at a public function

Don't you do that right there

I've been driving around with the thought of you in my head

We're fighting, fussing over fucking nothing

What do we care?

It's all just passing time to get us by

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got something to see

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got nowhere to be

With the taste of your lips

I'm afraid of what I did

I'm afraid of what we're gonna do

We were tame to this shit

Now you got me in your grip

And nobody's gonna know like you

Pull you down, exercise your patience

Wait to feel the cadence, ask for information

Looking for a statement or a declaration

I don't have the words left to say

Drown 'em out and flush them away

If I told you what I think about when we both elevate

Clear my plate

And I know that shit gets messy when I'm running late

On the way

I won't miss the call, the trip is all I got

And I miss the fall, the air was getting hot

This shit's so good, can't stay away

Finally say your name

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got something to see

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got nowhere to be

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got something to see

Skipping stones 'til I come home

I got nowhere to be