Night Owl

We thought his- we thought his- we thought his-
Thought his happiness was complete
As he began aimlessly along
When suddenly
He found himself by the edge of a through
Never in his life had he seen a river before

I took the N out, staving off the night crowd
One guy was passed out
Another turned his eyes out
I took the frame down, they took me through the Haight route
I hopped the bus and made my way to Matt's house

With the grass the same as it always is
For me, I'm too tired now to really give a shit
I follow somebody to somebody else's room
Somebody curling a hundo' into a tiny tube

Oooh, your love is a new low
Why can't she pay for you?
Why can't she pay for you?

There's a kid I've never seen before
Means nothing when you're me and never leave the front, door
I'd ask for more but I've grown into
Somebody acutely aware of what not to ask of you

There's a sea beneath your eye
You were at some point somebody else's guy
But I'm on the precipice of something nice
You've got the coattail and I've got the vice

Oooh, your love is a new low
Why can't she pay for you?
Why can't she pay for you?

I took the offer, consequences?
Fuck em'
The only time I got the vibe and turned it off
Although I loved him
Above him?
I'm so fucking beneath him
But if I take him, I'll probably just leave him

I'm like a bird
When every beat I want to keep
Beneath my breast and wing to sing me into sleep
Until I cycle back to cyclical defeat
Cause if I take him, I'll probably just leave

Oooh, your love is a new low
Why can't she pay for you?
Why can't she pay for you?
With the crowd the same as it always is (Oooh, your love is a new low)
For me, I'm too tired too tired now to really give a shit
(Why can't she pay for you?)
I follow somebody to somebody else's room
(Why can't she pay for you?)
Somebody curling a hundo' into a tiny tube



Credits
Writer(s): Grayson Converse
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