Miniature Furniture
Lyrics
Can't wait to get to wicker
I wish I brought my camera
It broke while in LA
Miniature furniture
Feeling like a teenager
A weekend distraction
I'm sitting high
Crossing through state lines
And it all unravels
My state of mind
Stuck on eastern time
We'll be talking soon enough
Maybe I'll move to somewhere bigger
Chicago, Pasadena
Cause I still can't stand the cold
Monday's coming quicker
I'll see you in September again
I'm sitting high
Crossing through state lines
And it all unravels
My state of mind
Stuck on eastern time
We'll be talking soon enough
Now you're crying in public
And I don't know what to do
And you're promising me that you'll
Get better soon
Now you're crying in public
And I don't know what to do
And you're promising me that you'll
Get better soon
Now you're crying in public
And I don't know what to do
And you're promising me that you'll
Get better soon
Writer(s): Becca Harvey, Grace Repasky, Maggie Geeslin
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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