You're so cold, right
You've been cold all night
Now you're holding on like you're holding a child
Your eyes are shining
But it's dark outside
Do you feel alright?
Making dinner dates?
What, are you blind?
I hold down two jobs just to keep one from flying
It was late, my mistake
A whole two hour left of daylight
My dinner date was hung-up on sun
If you think you're gonna to be here long
I'm gonna miss you so much when you're gone
All that wasted time
They call it: Murdering your own apartment
Daylight glows
The patterning is desolate
Now it's breakfast time
You're holding Hollywood above my head
Unsalted butter is my punishment
I'm gonna miss you so much when you're gone
My dinner date was hung-up on sun