the smell of salt hangs in the air
heavy and pregnant with tears
how could i have ever have
thought i could call this place home
(where a sea of concrete swallows everything)
so while you paced the floor of our apartment
(a prison for two months still)
i was forcing conversation and not fitting in
dear, there is no shame in cutting all of our losses!
let whole d*** coast fall in
heavy and pregnant with tears
how could i have ever have
thought i could call this place home
(where a sea of concrete swallows everything)
so while you paced the floor of our apartment
(a prison for two months still)
i was forcing conversation and not fitting in
dear, there is no shame in cutting all of our losses!
let whole d*** coast fall in