Waxahatchee - Half Moon lyrics
[Waxahatchee - Half Moon lyrics]
In the darkness, in music
Our imperfect escape you're a good girl
A daughter of liars avenged
And you paint such a picture, the departed
Unhinged you make a splash
You're adored by strangers through glass
We fuck up our rhythm, this idea is a curse
I invite myself in and I
Think I kissed you first
But this glimpse at the past
It is tattered and trite
Our love tastes like sugar but it pulls
All the life out of me out of me
You cry to an old friend
To a hole in your heart
To a ghost in the fading
Strokes of your glorious art
And she lied when she said
She would call you today
And you know I couldn't blame her
The pain that you make never dies
I hung it up in a wistful disguise