1. |
Introduction
01:54
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[a song about trying to have sex on twitter]
Can I slide up in your DMs?
Girl, I think that we could be friends
If you'll hit me with that follow back
I promise I know how to act
Girl, I've been lurkin' your feed
And I think I know what you need
Someone who'll engage mentally
Not just send pics of the D
You got me spendin' all night
In your vines
Learnin' 'bout you seven seconds at a time
Oh brevity's a virtue
Now I'm tryna guess at
Your snapchat
Hopin' when I find it that you'll snap me back
Girl, I'll never hurt you
If I can slide up in your DMs
Girl, I think that we could be friends
If you'll hit me with that follow back
I promise I know how to act
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2. |
Adult Sh_t
03:42
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[a song about trying to have sex between episodes of Thomas and Friends]
We got turn down service and a taste for sin
Got 48 hours 'til we're home again
Got the black-out curtains that'll keep the dark in
And I been waiting so long just to feel your skin
So don't you think it's time
That we get into some adult shit
It's been on the back of our minds
Nothing left but to indulge it
Yes I think it's time
We get into some adult shit
So if you don't mind
I'm about to touch it
We got full-time jobs and a kid to raise
Got too many bills and not enough pay
Got insufficient funds until Friday
And we've been waiting all week just to get away
So don't you think it's time
That we get into some adult shit
It's been on the back of our minds
Nothing left but to indulge it
Yes I think it's time
We get into some adult shit
So if you don't mind
I'm about to touch it
Let us reminisce
On all the freaky things we did
When we were young and free
With no responsibilities
Now put it on me
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3. |
Make It Okay
03:48
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[a song about having sex with someone you should not be having sex with]
We never were too good at friendship
Never too good at staying in the lines
We find the envelope and push it
We break our promises every time
But this touch, this touch is what we do
When we run out of things to say
I just mash myself into you
'Cause nothing else can make it okay
There was a time when we were younger
That your confidence belied your years
You were ready so much sooner
But I was overcome with fear
And the shame was more than I could take
I put on my shoes as the records played
And I ran home and hid my face
'Cause nothing else could make it okay
When I came back a few years later
Finally ready to reciprocate
You'd given your hand to another
But nothing changed then except the stakes
'Cause this touch, this touch is what we do
When we run out of things to say
I just mash myself into you
'Cause nothing else can make it okay
We never were too good at friendship
Never too good at staying in the lines
But years and miles of mended fences
Bring us back every time
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4. |
Four Chords
04:07
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[a song about feeling]
You got a novel heart
Read it like an open book
With an editor's eye
Cut me with a single look
You make my pretense
turn past tense
We don't need to be friends
Our worlds end
Every time we touch hands
Heavy drinkin'
So that we can just stop thinkin'
Because it takes more than 4 chords to figure it out
When I can't find the words that go with the sound
All the music is useless at finding you out
And my usual excuses are failing me now
I got some verse ideas
In the back of my lyric book
But if we're gonna make it to the bridge
We're gonna have to find a hook
Turning subtext
Into context
Terrified of what's next
Can't control this
I'm tearing at your fabric
Teeth on skin
I drown to breathe you in
Because it takes more than 4 chords to figure it out
When these inches are the distance that I can't surmount
All the music is useless at feeling you now
When there's much better things we can do with our mouths
Because it takes more
Than 4 chords
It takes more
Than mixing metaphors
It takes moving just a little too close
Watching you while you pretend to watch a show
I touch your chin, you look up at me real slow
I kiss your lips, and now I think that we both know
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5. |
Afterglow
04:26
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[a song about failing]
I sent your package in the mail today
Even though you're not a mile away
I know you don't want to see my face
Or hear the things I have to say
Like how you were the best I ever felt
And I'd give anything to feel again
My palms against the jaw you clench
The overlapping of our lost twin hands
I've got you by a thumb
You've got me by the heart
But the cat has got my tongue
And we were doomed from the start
I thought I could love you hard enough
To cancel out my broken stuff
The dreadful secret I was scared to touch
But now I know that was no way love
So I'm sending you another gift
Though I know that it won't heal this rift
But if you see fit to open this
I pray you'll find some joy in it
This is just what I do now
I've nothing left to lose now
If what you say is true
That we are really through
I'll always dream of you
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