September Song
I'll wait for you
Outside of your mother's house
This time will be
Planned to the letter
When love is not madness
It is not love
It isn't love, darlin'
So let's ride our bikes
Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'
Past the paper man
You'll hold my hand
While the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears
And dull our fears, darlin'
We'll leave our phones
Behind the dresser
We'll make our escape
Have fun together
We can wet the bed
And shave our heads
And be ourselves, darlin'
We will stay up late
And speak our minds
And contemplate, darlin'
Why they hit their kids
And lose their shit
When they really hate themselves
We will never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
Go home again
As La Barca said
When love is not madness
It is not love
It isn't love, darlin'
So let's ride our bikes
Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'
Past the paper man
You'll hold my hand
While the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears
Darlin'
We can wet the bed
And shave our heads
And be ourselves, darlin'
We will stay up late
And speak our minds
And contemplate, darlin'
I'll wait for you outside of your mother's house
This time will be
Outside of your mother's house
This time will be
Planned to the letter
When love is not madness
It is not love
It isn't love, darlin'
So let's ride our bikes
Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'
Past the paper man
You'll hold my hand
While the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears
And dull our fears, darlin'
We'll leave our phones
Behind the dresser
We'll make our escape
Have fun together
We can wet the bed
And shave our heads
And be ourselves, darlin'
We will stay up late
And speak our minds
And contemplate, darlin'
Why they hit their kids
And lose their shit
When they really hate themselves
We will never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever
Go home again
As La Barca said
When love is not madness
It is not love
It isn't love, darlin'
So let's ride our bikes
Beneath the glowing orange bug lights, darlin'
Past the paper man
You'll hold my hand
While the subdivision sleeps
Early morning air will freeze our tears
Darlin'
We can wet the bed
And shave our heads
And be ourselves, darlin'
We will stay up late
And speak our minds
And contemplate, darlin'
I'll wait for you outside of your mother's house
This time will be
Credits
Writer(s): John Kehl
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