Cheshire Moon
I'd have made you my bridesmaid
When we were on MDMA
It was one of those last good days
Last summer, knees in shreds
You took me in, I was a little kid
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
Boots in gravel at the capital, rolling
Dollar bills and seeing neon
We thought we could've been in Pulp Fiction
The Main Drag, crying on your shoulder
Left behind, getting colder
Said bring it on, take a shot
Show me what you got
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
You've been leading a double life
You need a fast car, you don't need a wife
You know we're not the marrying types
Turn on the light, turn on the grind
It'll hurt less to sever ties
When it's done with a very sharp knife
Why'd you have to go and fall in love?
Why'd you have to go and fall in love?
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
When we were on MDMA
It was one of those last good days
Last summer, knees in shreds
You took me in, I was a little kid
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
Boots in gravel at the capital, rolling
Dollar bills and seeing neon
We thought we could've been in Pulp Fiction
The Main Drag, crying on your shoulder
Left behind, getting colder
Said bring it on, take a shot
Show me what you got
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
You've been leading a double life
You need a fast car, you don't need a wife
You know we're not the marrying types
Turn on the light, turn on the grind
It'll hurt less to sever ties
When it's done with a very sharp knife
Why'd you have to go and fall in love?
Why'd you have to go and fall in love?
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
I don't need another man
And I thought you were my sister, someone I could trust
In this fucked up Wonderland
The Cheshire moon is rising and it's sharp enough to cut you off
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Writer(s): Vivienne Wilder
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