To F**k With Love
Spaced out, dreamy, tired, the lungspit of my day
That prom, a dumpster fire, last year of tugging grace
I'm holding tight the future, you've got it all in maps
I'll see you in an hour, see you in an hour
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
I sip wine lipstick markings over yellowing pavement
All rusted farmland gangle, their leashes on decay
I sip you after class, I sip you every hour
I sip you on the valentine soaked grains all up the tower
All you do is ask, all I do is wait
I sip you after class, I sip you every hour
The lisp of awe in bask, the trance of rosy dower
I know you're coming back
I know you're coming back
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Remember that time
That you were driving
And we passed by a body bag
Out east, and I asked for you to stop
But it was just a trashbag
You were annoyed, I was disappointed
Your height, the sun is in your stare, and it's your height
The sun in your stare in your height
Overwhelm me please
I am in love with feeling better
It's my dirty little secret
I am in love with feeling better
Yes, alright, you win
I am in love with feeling better
That prom, a dumpster fire, last year of tugging grace
I'm holding tight the future, you've got it all in maps
I'll see you in an hour, see you in an hour
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
I sip wine lipstick markings over yellowing pavement
All rusted farmland gangle, their leashes on decay
I sip you after class, I sip you every hour
I sip you on the valentine soaked grains all up the tower
All you do is ask, all I do is wait
I sip you after class, I sip you every hour
The lisp of awe in bask, the trance of rosy dower
I know you're coming back
I know you're coming back
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Bury me underneath the things you say on purpose
Remember that time
That you were driving
And we passed by a body bag
Out east, and I asked for you to stop
But it was just a trashbag
You were annoyed, I was disappointed
Your height, the sun is in your stare, and it's your height
The sun in your stare in your height
Overwhelm me please
I am in love with feeling better
It's my dirty little secret
I am in love with feeling better
Yes, alright, you win
I am in love with feeling better
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Kramer
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