You write for this magazine I like
So I pretend to know Days of Heaven for you
If we finish this omelette in the great hall tonight
Will you be someone I can count on tomorrow?
Gulp me in
I'll pretend I’m not soaking you up
From every pore of mine
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
Is it wrong to mourn our little futurе
Before it’s gone and happеned or not happened or whatever
Will I put a sticky note over your name
When I read it on a screen
And blot you out forever?
Will my heart will drop when I see you next
Soak me up while you can
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
My truth is just like a circle
There's no beginning or middle
I can't find an edge or a seam
If I can touch you I'll know that I'm dreaming
My truth is just like a circle
There's no beginning or middle
I can't find an edge or a seam
I'm on the lookout for ultimate meaning
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening
But I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
Soak me up from every pore til I’m just parts of you
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
Cold calling on the counter
While I wait for you to want me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
If you let me
I swear I'll have your kid first
If you let me
So I pretend to know Days of Heaven for you
If we finish this omelette in the great hall tonight
Will you be someone I can count on tomorrow?
Gulp me in
I'll pretend I’m not soaking you up
From every pore of mine
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
Is it wrong to mourn our little futurе
Before it’s gone and happеned or not happened or whatever
Will I put a sticky note over your name
When I read it on a screen
And blot you out forever?
Will my heart will drop when I see you next
Soak me up while you can
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
My truth is just like a circle
There's no beginning or middle
I can't find an edge or a seam
If I can touch you I'll know that I'm dreaming
My truth is just like a circle
There's no beginning or middle
I can't find an edge or a seam
I'm on the lookout for ultimate meaning
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening
But I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
It’s cold on the counter
Where I wait for you to call me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
That’s how bad I want you
Soak me up from every pore til I’m just parts of you
And in a split second
I can imagine
Record player in the kitchen
I’ll swear that I’m listening but I’m looking at you
In a hot minute
I’ll be a memory
Cold calling on the counter
While I wait for you to want me
And I swear I’ll have your kid first
If you let me
I swear I'll have your kid first
If you let me
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