Fluorescent nails on the keys weaving stories of mystery
A misunderstanding, of my time
A chronology of my, my love stories
My red lips drop in holy waters
Relieved they're drinking again
A European swimsuit begs for you to touch me
Perched barefoot in the sanctity of all I put
Into my life, heated disasters
Holy kisses pass like legs in a bar
My red lips drop in holy waters
Relieved they're drinking again
A European swimsuit begs for you to touch me
Maybe I'm a sad girl in a black dress
May I've unlocked the glory of love's mess
Maybe I, am closer to God than you'll ever be
My red lips drop in holy waters
Relieved they're drinking again
A European swimsuit begs for you to touch me
None of this works
Without a little bit a you