Letras
Stir awake to percolate a cup for me
Then stay within my company
And the moth struck from the wall and underneath
I never said how much that meant to me
I slept until 12 in the afternoon
I left you cold on a paisley couch
My houseplants must be afflicted
You'd think that maybe I'd figure it out
From Bemidji's trees on Halloween
Couldn't force yourself to fall asleep
Stuck at that Dairy Queen
You told me you were scared to leave
Like lavender and Albert's - the taste it leaves
But having had you is enough for me
Having had you is enough for me
I slept until 2 in the afternoon
I left you cold on a paisley couch
My houseplants must be afflicted
You'd think that maybe I'd figure it out
Your breath tastes like you've been smoking
Like incense burnt in your uncle's car
I sent you flowers from someone else
I thought that maybe you'd figure it out