Three of Cups

Maybe this'll be my Three of Cups season
Maybe I'll grow into luck
I wish my sister was here right now
I wish the East Coast was up
But if I can be trained to see angels in numbers
Hell, maybe I'll see anything I want

Maybe this'll be the year I feel beautiful in winter
What you told me on my birthday, well I didn't mean it either
Thought I'd get rich if I got paid but now it's slipping through my fingers
While I've got you
Now it's been twenty days, and there's shit that I can't say
Hide my little face from California
Eat the weight of the way I want you like I'm trying not to put it down
I don't go long now

Now he's texting me at half past three
He'll use me as a breakthrough
Scrape my knees for Halloween, well it's all part of the costume
Like- oh shit, I'm loveless, damned if I don't
Anyway, just let me in the darkroom

Now it's been twenty days, and there's shit that I can't say
Hide my little face from California
Eat the weight of the way I want you like I'm trying not to put it down
I don't go long now



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Writer(s): Sadie Hale
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