Two Thousand Nine

First day of school two thousand nine
Black Mary janes waiting in line
Two little braids are keeping time
My little brain unwashed with lies

Oh don't you take me to the attic
I'm not lost like that no more
I found you lurking in the stairwell
Making pinholes in the door
But I'm not looking for an answer in you
I know I'm the cure
And you're too weak

When I wake up in the morning
I'll feel fine again
It's just the evening blues, the midnight moon
That gets under my skin

They told me flying through the air
Would turn to romance-dripping dreams
A kind of loss that makes you wonder
If it's worth the bittersweet
They love their words their little worlds
That take you in with open arms
Only to cut you into pieces
Leaving lovely moonlit scars

When I wake up in the morning
I'll feel fine again
It's just the evening blues, the midnight moon
That gets under my skin

When I wake up in the morning
I'll feel fine again
It's just the evening blues, the midnight moon
That gets under my skin



Credits
Writer(s): Madeline Church
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