Breakfast Table
You're a pretty boy
Smoking on the street
Talking about emotions
That I can't reach
I like the billowy gauze
On the sun outside
I like my back slick with sweat
I forgot how warm it is
When you're on my side
I know it's just temporary
So it doesn't have to be so scary
I know it's just temporary
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
If I think about it too hard
You're not the one for me
But if I close my eyes
I can make a blind spot comfy
I like the shortness of breath
When we're running across the street
Trying to feel something
I know it's just temporary
So it doesn't have to be so scary
I know it's just temporary
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
Take it slow
Experiential, reverential
Reverential
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
Smoking on the street
Talking about emotions
That I can't reach
I like the billowy gauze
On the sun outside
I like my back slick with sweat
I forgot how warm it is
When you're on my side
I know it's just temporary
So it doesn't have to be so scary
I know it's just temporary
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
If I think about it too hard
You're not the one for me
But if I close my eyes
I can make a blind spot comfy
I like the shortness of breath
When we're running across the street
Trying to feel something
I know it's just temporary
So it doesn't have to be so scary
I know it's just temporary
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
Take it slow
Experiential, reverential
Reverential
Now we're eating breakfast at the breakfast table
I get all choked up
I don't know what to say but
If I could, baby
If I were able
I would do this every day of March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April
March and April at the breakfast table
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Writer(s): Hero Magnus
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