Fresh Green at the Gallery
I loved the way your hair looked when you went down on me
You're in your bag now, see you around, maybe
Okay, I'm teed up, had a bit, tried to stay ahead of it
Felt lame by the open bar
It was the same shit at the house on sixth street
In my t-shirt that you tried to keep
Okay, I'm up, down, making rent, take a fit and make it red
You're not what you think you are
So why am I still human?
The seconds tick in spite of my excuses
You walk right into it
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
You're happy to see the tour bus
The distance between the two of us
I peeled out, Challenger, yeah I got the talent, sure
And a factory-sealed guitar
So please, do you feel guilty?
You blot me out with bleach but I'm still filthy
Well, that's what it's about
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Thank God for the time, but fuck me, you were everything
Thank God for the time, but fuck me, you were everything
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
You're in your bag now, see you around, maybe
Okay, I'm teed up, had a bit, tried to stay ahead of it
Felt lame by the open bar
It was the same shit at the house on sixth street
In my t-shirt that you tried to keep
Okay, I'm up, down, making rent, take a fit and make it red
You're not what you think you are
So why am I still human?
The seconds tick in spite of my excuses
You walk right into it
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
You're happy to see the tour bus
The distance between the two of us
I peeled out, Challenger, yeah I got the talent, sure
And a factory-sealed guitar
So please, do you feel guilty?
You blot me out with bleach but I'm still filthy
Well, that's what it's about
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Thank God for the time, but fuck me, you were everything
Thank God for the time, but fuck me, you were everything
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Red dots in my iPhone
Thought you fell asleep on the drive home
Gee thanks, didn't need to say it but it's nice to know
It's nice to know that
Credits
Writer(s): Marcello Mottola
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