Half-Slice - Tangerine Lyrics

That's fine with me
Hope the spiders in bed will spin you a thread by the morning
Suddenly I'm in hell
When you could use the company
Coughing up my lungs this week
You'll never guess what's been up my sleeve
Tell me exactly what you are thinking
Too young to give up on your hopes and dreams
Pardon, pardon me for existing
Too late to play it safe you've been up since you were a kid
Choking down your hopes and dreams
Smoking seven packs a week
I hope that you're doing okay for a change
There's a note by your bed that says you'll always be my Tangerine
Pardon all apologies your silver tongue is turning green
That's fine with me