Mary Jane
In the summer, it got hot, we took our clothes off
Slept until we thought we'd never sleep again
But we sat in bed talking about being tired
Till we never spoke again
It got cold, you put your sweater back on
We were older, it didn't seem wrong
Put the past behind, just forget last night
It never happened, no, we never happened
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We filled up the bathtub
Cause they drained the kiddie pool
We fell asleep, it overflowed
And you laughed, said fuck the rules
Found a dead butterfly in spring
Pinned her to the ceiling
You said you'd hate to waste those wings
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
Slept until we thought we'd never sleep again
But we sat in bed talking about being tired
Till we never spoke again
It got cold, you put your sweater back on
We were older, it didn't seem wrong
Put the past behind, just forget last night
It never happened, no, we never happened
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We filled up the bathtub
Cause they drained the kiddie pool
We fell asleep, it overflowed
And you laughed, said fuck the rules
Found a dead butterfly in spring
Pinned her to the ceiling
You said you'd hate to waste those wings
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
And that's where we went wrong
Had a shotgun funeral, turned sin into a song
What a waste, what a waste of a child
What a waste, what a waste of my wild
Wasting my wild, wasting my wild
We're going nowhere with a purpose
Wearing nothing in style
Only happy on the highway once in a while
And I just wanna lay here till summer takes my life
I just wanna lay here till you're not on my mind
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Writer(s): Brooklin Jessop
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