Lisa, when you're calling through the forest of Van Aken
I am alone with you
Lisa, when it found you floating nauseous through the sixties
Frozen in those yearbook bedroom eyes
A heart can't break
A heart can't break
A heart can't break any further
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
Lisa, let me be the falling leaves that are your blanket
Be the buzzing streetlights in your eyes
I could be the arms that hold you back from 1990
Be the one to catch the falling knives
A heart can't break
A heart can't break
A heart can't break any further
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
Make me a snake so I can swallow it whole
Stonewashed jeans for the cold comfort
