Lyrics: Emma Harner/Henry Jamison
Music: Emma Harner/Henry Jamison
The lake, the drive, the smile on the right
I hate this song
The wave, the lie, the performance
I know…
I’ve been thinking ahead
Why don’t we call it what it is?
You’ve been leaving for dead
All of your promises
Ooh
Ooh
You love this song
The dark, the room, we slept until noon
The pink motel
The sea, the dream of convergence
On the phone last night
The glow, the call, the lights on the wall
And the conversation lags
I’ve been thinking ahead
Why don’t we call it what it is?
You’ve been leaving for dead
All of your promises
And I’m not ready, but
Here I am again, stuck
Forget me on the carpet
In the middle of the rush
I’ve been thinking ahead
Why don’t we call it what it is?
You’ve been leaving for dead
All of your promises
Ooh
Ooh