Peach Paint

The peach paint that you got on the back of your shoes, yeah yeah
Headlights in the rain and I couldn’t move, yeah yeah
I’m gonna take you wherever you’ll be
Clothes in a pile on the top of your sheets
Know that I won’t always be here to see
But nothing could change this
Moved in your house with two bags
You were playin' a record I never heard
And I’d stay here for a while if I could
Somewhere to sleep in, somewhere
You were makin' up all th words
I’d stay here for a while if I could
Eys over you
It felt like glass to me
And I was like, «Who's gonna leave?»
Yeah, that sounds terrifying
Maybe it’s hell in these empty streets
Ten-dollar film in the back of your seat
Know that I won’t always be here to see
But nothing could change this