Hairpins

Duration

6:08

Genres

Indie Rock

Lyrics

Can't sleep, smoking gun outside your windowpane. The sky was much to dark to make out your red silhouette. Hairpins on the floor suggest your staying here, but I can't touch you. It's like you're not there anymore, but I press on regardless on the eve of the promise that we never, we never quite made. We are free. Are we free? So, I won't hold you down, you'll make it better now. You've got no one else to blame for the mess in your house. I won't take it back, I'm feeling tied out. I'm sinking to much this time. It's like you don't care anymore. I press on regardless spitting stones, seeming dishonest but I can't win, and I can't just stand by the furnace heat. Is it me? Stop! I don't want to hear it! Stop! I don't want to hear it! Stop! I don't want to hear it! Stop! I don't want to hear it! I don't need to hear what you have to say. It was foretold to me in a milky way nightmare. You are leaving again. You are leaving again. And I take a walk, you pissed me off. I take a walk, you pissed me off.