Rare diamond piney scent, the thumbnail of your figure
Peeking over a grassy expanse
Thin fingered quiet picking strings your sights for Tennessee and all that's passed. All that's passed
This space keeps growing and we're all gone
You're real, you were, I think I saw your guitar in Christmas lights that lit your face and sang for loss
Hello what a question, what a way to ask, Goodbye's a question too
But don't answer, I don't want to know
Rare diamond piney scent; kitchen counter, easy laughter
I am pining for you I confess. For you I confess
And your face keeps sayin that I was wrong
You're real you won't, I think I saw your teeth and lips in some other song
But I don't feel I'm moving on
Your Ex's Pets - Lobby Lyrics
Your Ex's Pets - Lobby Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Rare diamond piney scent, the thumbnail of your figure
Peeking over a grassy expanse
Thin fingered quiet picking strings your sights for Tennessee and all that's passed. All that's passed
This space keeps growing and we're all gone
You're real, you were, I think I saw your guitar in Christmas lights that lit your face and sang for loss
Hello what a question, what a way to ask, Goodbye's a question too
But don't answer, I don't want to know
Rare diamond piney scent; kitchen counter, easy laughter
I am pining for you I confess. For you I confess
And your face keeps sayin that I was wrong
You're real you won't, I think I saw your teeth and lips in some other song
But I don't feel I'm moving on
Peeking over a grassy expanse
Thin fingered quiet picking strings your sights for Tennessee and all that's passed. All that's passed
This space keeps growing and we're all gone
You're real, you were, I think I saw your guitar in Christmas lights that lit your face and sang for loss
Hello what a question, what a way to ask, Goodbye's a question too
But don't answer, I don't want to know
Rare diamond piney scent; kitchen counter, easy laughter
I am pining for you I confess. For you I confess
And your face keeps sayin that I was wrong
You're real you won't, I think I saw your teeth and lips in some other song
But I don't feel I'm moving on
Writer: Your Ex's Pets
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid