You've got this new head filled up with smoke.
And I've got my veins all tangled close.
To the jukebox bars you frequent.
They're the safest place to hide.
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness.
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want.
'Cause you are everything I'm not.
And I've got my veins all tangled close.
To the jukebox bars you frequent.
They're the safest place to hide.
A long night spent with your most obvious weakness.
You start shaking at the thought you are everything I want.
'Cause you are everything I'm not.
after_monday:
oooh TBS!