Chanel No. 5
I don't even think of you that often
I just always need a break on the weekends
And I swear that I'm gonna quit, just not yet
I'm still waiting for these stone cold days to soften
And for the light to go out
So kiss me one last time in the rain
And send me a text when you get home, I'll reply in the morning
I fall in love with anything that's new
That doesn't mean that I'm over you
I just get scared when I'm standing still
So I run in circles around the space you fill
But you get sick so easy
So close your eyes and guess where I'll be
Even in the dark you can still smell the rain
Maybe you're happy I'm happy when I'm killing my pain
When I show up in the morning wearing my wet clothes
If you want me to leave then you can let me know
Her perfume is like cocaine
I wanna get bleached hair, citrus powders and a nose ring
In my mind when I speak to you softly
My real hair smells like smoke, my clothes smell like coffee
I haven't slept much this year
I've been replacing a well-rested feeling with shallow wonder
To keep me tied to the clouds
I've been under
I'll stay this way
I'm gonna make that clear
It feels great to wake up
To grey atmosphere
I just always need a break on the weekends
And I swear that I'm gonna quit, just not yet
I'm still waiting for these stone cold days to soften
And for the light to go out
So kiss me one last time in the rain
And send me a text when you get home, I'll reply in the morning
I fall in love with anything that's new
That doesn't mean that I'm over you
I just get scared when I'm standing still
So I run in circles around the space you fill
But you get sick so easy
So close your eyes and guess where I'll be
Even in the dark you can still smell the rain
Maybe you're happy I'm happy when I'm killing my pain
When I show up in the morning wearing my wet clothes
If you want me to leave then you can let me know
Her perfume is like cocaine
I wanna get bleached hair, citrus powders and a nose ring
In my mind when I speak to you softly
My real hair smells like smoke, my clothes smell like coffee
I haven't slept much this year
I've been replacing a well-rested feeling with shallow wonder
To keep me tied to the clouds
I've been under
I'll stay this way
I'm gonna make that clear
It feels great to wake up
To grey atmosphere
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Gammon
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