Javelin
Dried red rings stained to my sink
From the time I helped you dye your hair pink
My hands still sting from the cheap bleach
You used to remove the color from your roots
Indigo hued puce reminds me of the time
I helped you dye your hair green then blue
Your sun freckled grin, wispy and thin
punctures my skin like a flying javelin
And we change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Til' then we'll change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Candy pink sheen, gaudy but clean
Clashes with the seats of Emerald green
My van still stinks of you and nicotine
and the cheap fast food you used to chase with booze
Yellow, red and blue clashes with the hue of the
Salmon pink sheets I chose because of you
Your moonlit sin, not so innocent
punctures my skin like a flying javelin
And we change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Til' then we'll change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
From the time I helped you dye your hair pink
My hands still sting from the cheap bleach
You used to remove the color from your roots
Indigo hued puce reminds me of the time
I helped you dye your hair green then blue
Your sun freckled grin, wispy and thin
punctures my skin like a flying javelin
And we change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Til' then we'll change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Candy pink sheen, gaudy but clean
Clashes with the seats of Emerald green
My van still stinks of you and nicotine
and the cheap fast food you used to chase with booze
Yellow, red and blue clashes with the hue of the
Salmon pink sheets I chose because of you
Your moonlit sin, not so innocent
punctures my skin like a flying javelin
And we change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
Til' then we'll change faster than your hair comes out green
Pink makes her scream and shout
Fall out, don't ya fall out of love with me
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Writer(s): Franklin Ellis
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