| You told me in the beer garden that I had changed your life
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| I laughed at my new dress up shoes and thought, «He's a lucky guy»
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| And it wasn’t as hard as I thought that it would be to see your arms around his
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| boney, boney body
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| And in your mother’s hatchback with the windows rolled down, my dear
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| You were a fucking joy to be around
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| But if I’m gonna make anything of myself
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| I don’t wanna do it alone
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| Sitting behind a grey desk, staring at a whitewashed wall, tasting last night’s
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| amyl every time I talk
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| And my brain cracks, my head slips back, my hearts skips beats for a minute and
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| you’re softly, softly telling me to just breathe in
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| Breathe in, breathe out
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| Breathe in, breathe out
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| Breathe in, breathe out
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| Breathe in, breathe out
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| If this isn’t a body for true love
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| Then I’ll slowly cut it down
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| To spend a week with a clear head and a free chest is becoming an impossible
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| dream now
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| And I’ve been dancing past your skinny bodies at the door of a million parties
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| And I burst out shivering under the night sky and I wish that I was warm in bed
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| with you
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| Wish I was warm with you, I wish I was allowed with you
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| And if we go away then we’ll just come back
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| Last winter everything was just so perfect, making castles in your bungalow and
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| holding you from your parents
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| And no matter how it ended, I’m so glad it happened
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| You are an amazing person and you’ll do amazing things
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| You’ll do amazing things, but I won’t come back
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| If this isn’t a body for true love
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| Then I’ll slowly cut it down
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| To spend a week with a clear head and a free chest is becoming and impossible
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| dream now
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| And I’ve been dancing past your skinny body at the door of the party
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| And I burst out shivering under the night sky and I’m wishing I was warm in bed
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| with you
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| Wish I was warm with you, I wish I was allowed with you
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| And if we go away then we’ll just come back |