Lea Room

Ok, flattery will get you everywhere
We’re bored and frankly we are tired of waiting
Might as well have used our talent for something
When that time comes, we’ll fight bonfire crowds
Will he write your name with sparklers,
If he writes your name at all?
Oh, he’ll spell your name right
Get off before the ship goes down
Get off before the ship sinks
Everyone shows their true forms at festivals
Get the bold and the bored and the loosely attached
Getting harder to play or playing harder to get or something
And now it’s out, he’s hanging in doubt
He almost looks guilty like you’re checking him out
And I’ll be standing on the barriers
Spitting into microphones to little effect
When that time comes, we’ll fight bonfire crowds
Will he write your name with sparklers
If he writes your name at all?
Oh, he’ll spell your name right
Get off before the ship goes down
Get off before the ship sinks
Precious I might be, at least these memories I keep
you need your wine, you need your sleep
And how the stock room sucks you in, I know
was so perfectly staged, wasted lifetimes in days
Where is my heaviness? I think I’m losing control
Cheap blue kisses we stole, where is my heaviness?
Get out before the ship goes down
Get off before the ship sinks