Mid July

Mid July
Chase my thoughts around Chicago
Getting choked up at a wedding of people I don't know
I met you and I fell quick
Pissing on a plastic stick in a public bathroom after we
Got too drunk on Halloween

You were smoking out the window
Til you fell asleep to The Simpsons
And I stayed up waiting for psychic visions
I met you and I cracked up
Laughing with a paper cup of water
Now my father's dead and I started drinking again
I started drinking again
And if I cum
I'm not faking it
It's just my lungs
Get a little tired
And if I run
It's not away from you
I'm just the kind of girl who moves to feel alive
I'm just the kind of girl who moves to feel alive
I'm just the kind of girl who moves to feel alive
I met you and I fell hard
Kissing right beside your car
On the LA river
It was mid July but we both shivered