Blackout Wednesday
You get me standing
You keep me still
You catch my good side
It proves your skill
How you gettin' home
I'm drifting through your living room
I'll make the kill
I'll shoot the doom
You want a shot or two
Ooh
Monday's rescue
A Wednesday night
John Mayer in the morning
And we're keeping it light
Is it alright
If we keep this blackout between us two
I know we're strangers but you're lonely too
Call it the midnight blues
It's a bad idea
But your hands are in my hair
Is it romantic
To bite when you're scared
I've got a bad idea
Of what it means to be close
It feels like lashing out crashing and
Always holding your own
Until it leaves me alone
Hole in my stomach
Strung out on my neck
Hollow and heavy
I fray and I fret
But you're good with your hands
I've drifted down to the bottom floor
I take and take
You give some more
You don't seem to see the black hole I tore
Is this a bad idea
You say I don't really care
And that sounds romantic but you know I'm not there
It's a nice idea
That someone might take me home
But I'll wake up sideways
On the rocks, turned to stone
Out to sea all alone
Out to sea all alone
But you walk with me
Love and whiskey
May kill me
Out to sea all alone
Out to sea all alone
But you walk with me
Love and whiskey
May kill me
Black sky from the sea of tranquility
I could turn this to stone
But you take me home
Take me
Home
You keep me still
You catch my good side
It proves your skill
How you gettin' home
I'm drifting through your living room
I'll make the kill
I'll shoot the doom
You want a shot or two
Ooh
Monday's rescue
A Wednesday night
John Mayer in the morning
And we're keeping it light
Is it alright
If we keep this blackout between us two
I know we're strangers but you're lonely too
Call it the midnight blues
It's a bad idea
But your hands are in my hair
Is it romantic
To bite when you're scared
I've got a bad idea
Of what it means to be close
It feels like lashing out crashing and
Always holding your own
Until it leaves me alone
Hole in my stomach
Strung out on my neck
Hollow and heavy
I fray and I fret
But you're good with your hands
I've drifted down to the bottom floor
I take and take
You give some more
You don't seem to see the black hole I tore
Is this a bad idea
You say I don't really care
And that sounds romantic but you know I'm not there
It's a nice idea
That someone might take me home
But I'll wake up sideways
On the rocks, turned to stone
Out to sea all alone
Out to sea all alone
But you walk with me
Love and whiskey
May kill me
Out to sea all alone
Out to sea all alone
But you walk with me
Love and whiskey
May kill me
Black sky from the sea of tranquility
I could turn this to stone
But you take me home
Take me
Home
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Writer(s): Kaia Stofflet
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