Nothing too critical, nothing great
You took a pound of me
Traded for these silver things
Had me at first base
I mean you touched my pastel face
Told me I was beautiful
Now I can't breathe without you in my space
And these lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
You don't see the shittiest parts of me
Nothing so beautiful, nothing album worthy
We live on concrete streets
But we dream of glitter galaxies
I want the clouds to hold
But your freckles aren't the stars or sea
We're such a lifeless scene
When we live inside our minds
Ooh feed me lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
Though the poets use asymmetry
Mmm
Sunshine's only golden when you say it is
Ahh
Someday I might love you like the real thing
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Nothing too critical, nothing great
You took a pound of me
Traded for these silver things
Had me at first base
I mean you touched my pastel face
Told me I was beautiful
Now I can't breathe without you in my space
And these lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
You don't see the shittiest parts of me
Nothing so beautiful, nothing album worthy
We live on concrete streets
But we dream of glitter galaxies
I want the clouds to hold
But your freckles aren't the stars or sea
We're such a lifeless scene
When we live inside our minds
Ooh feed me lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
Though the poets use asymmetry
Mmm
Sunshine's only golden when you say it is
Ahh
Someday I might love you like the real thing
You took a pound of me
Traded for these silver things
Had me at first base
I mean you touched my pastel face
Told me I was beautiful
Now I can't breathe without you in my space
And these lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
You don't see the shittiest parts of me
Nothing so beautiful, nothing album worthy
We live on concrete streets
But we dream of glitter galaxies
I want the clouds to hold
But your freckles aren't the stars or sea
We're such a lifeless scene
When we live inside our minds
Ooh feed me lies
They keep me warm at night
You don't know
What I'm ever thinking
Though the poets use asymmetry
Mmm
Sunshine's only golden when you say it is
Ahh
Someday I might love you like the real thing
Writer: Esther Young
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