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Look at you asleep on the floor
By the mattress In the middle of the door
I just woke up from an all night war
In your school clothes from the day before
Is he asleep or is he dead?
Are the memories pretty in his head?
You say it's sure fire times
But I say it's the end of our lives
In Ireland in 2009
With my sundress that you kept like a prize
Your mouth was my pill bottle
Drawn out like a graphic novel
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
In the car park listening to Blink
He's got his Calvins in the backseat
Said for a quiet girl, you're awfully loud
Let me show you the sounds
You felt my heart race
And your hands found their place
Said you're in outer space
I said it's all the same
In Ireland in 2009
With my sundress that you kept like a prize
Your mouth was my pill bottle
Drawn out like a graphic novel
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
In the car park listening to Blink
He's got his Calvins in the backseat
Broken glass and empty bottles
Are 21st century fossils
Shattered dreams instead of dollars
Listen close, you'll still hear their hollers
Broken glass and empty bottles
Are 21st century fossils
Shattered dreams instead of dollars
Listen close, you'll still hear them hollering
Ireland in 2009
With my sundress that you kept like a prize
Your mouth was my pill bottle
Drawn out like a graphic novel
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
In the car park listening to Blink
He's got his Calvins in the backseat