I’m like your neighbor’s hands on your father’s throat:
“Sweetie, you go back inside, see this is just for adults”
So adult is what we’ll be, domestic violence in denim
Each tumble down the stairs appeals your puff paint addendum
You say I’m your backpack caught on a chain link fence
But dear I’m a thank you card in the future tense
I’m jumping out of cakes serving divorce papers
I’d say I love you too but I’m all out of favors

• Track: Talk About
• Artist: Dear and the Headlights
• Album: Drunk Like Bible Times
• Plays: 4

Automated exchanges make us not lovers,
But feigners, we are only strangers

• Track: Tides
• Artist: As Cities Burn
• Album: Come Now Sleep
• Plays: 59