High Waisted Shorts
Ghost bead bracelets on your wrist, body tucks, and facelifts make you sick
Let's go to quiet park, the one up the street, are you warm enough, have you had enough to eat
Ash to wine to blood to back again, you're sweet as a rose but as deadly as a sin
Close your eyes and I'll sing you a little tune, send you to the tropics with a brand new attitude
Alvarez acoustics flow in and out, had a stressed bad day, head full of doubts
Aviators and high waisted shorts, shine bright baby, you're my rose quartz
Ash to wine to blood to back again, you're sweet as a rose but as deadly as a sin
Close your eyes and I'll sing you a little tune, send you to the tropics with a brand new attitude
Convoluted blood spills out your veins, discerning holes, growing pains
Long long bus rides playing silly games, You tried to marry me at a bus stop, want to take my last name
Got a little insecure so you dyed your hair, Now your hairs cherry red and your roots are nowhere
To be found, to be found, to be found, to be found
Ash to wine to blood to back again, you're sweet as a rose but as deadly as a sin
Close your eyes and I'll sing you a little tune, send you to the tropics with a brand new attitude
Ash to wine to blood to back again, you're sweet as a rose but as deadly as a sin
Close your eyes and I'll sing you a little tune, send you to the tropics with a brand new attitude
Writer/s: Noah Krier
