Boogie Board

Rough skin and I'm never gonna let you in
Swallow rivers made of tonic and the cheapest gin
High fives mean nothing if your palms don't sting
I got your message but I'd rather do the same old thing

Dive in or the waters gonna get too cold
Trick knee and my bodies feeling twice as old
Hard wired and I think I need some changes
Soft skin and somebody to complain with

Stay, I'm cutting quiet with the smells of rain
No shame and I'm sleeping in the backs of trains

Rough skin and I think it's time we said it
Six months and I still don't think you get it
Wood floors sell houses in a second
You're secrets and I'm rotting in the basement

Stay close so our bodies can get closer
No clothes and I feel you rolling over
We talk like strangers and it's never getting simpler
A plastic bag and they're closing up the zipper

Stay, I'm cutting quiet with the smells of rain
No shame and I'm sleeping in the backs of trains



Credits
Writer(s): Robb Masters
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