Porches - Tan Lines lyrics

I'll come around in spring fuck everything
Hot river and a cold sweat
And I twist the knives that got so thick

Oh

Cry about it April but let it all go
Come June I come Colorado
Spit gas and a healthy

Oh

'Cause, I've been dreamin' different
Ways to die, ways to die
'Cause, I just wanna be your tan lines
Tan lines

Count off to ten

Dead trees and the beads on your breast
I breathe in another cigarette

Oh

Pumpkin where you thaw i'll mock your jaw
Bar stools and a glass of red wine
If you touch me I think it will be fine oh

Cause, I've been drеamin' different
Ways to die, ways to diе
Cause, I just wanna be your tan lines
Tan lines tan lines, Tan lines