Wisdumb - Skinny Love Lyrics

Faced with traces of lust on your lips
C'mon skinny love don't fuck with this kid
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
But when we caught eyes it was magnetic
Still don't half get it, half deaded
Lead in the back with a cracked crevice
Our aesthetics past precious, a masked blessing
Guess I'm full of sap today, still don't get what happened babe
Left me with new spine, your blue eyes see in black and grey
Catching rays, stare at the helter-skelter sky
Held a garland in your arms and froze as you felt it die
In the morning I'll be with you but the wishing well is dry
Now if all your love is wasted then who the hell am I
This shit hurts, I've been worse, it's like you got pincers
And six legs and big breasts, told me I should think less
We click princess, after this you're in debt
We connect, my, my, my, hope I don't collect

Wrote flowery poems about love and never meant it
Something like cautious alchemy without any incentive
Made amends and mended fences, get your last request in
Apprentice heartbreaker with no takers and a guest list
Goaded into symbolic goats and rolled with it
Sit comatose, gloat, grope and toast us kids
Glasses up to gonads, old fads and bogus tits
Hokey convos that would go like this:
Peachy key, some keystone lite and greenery
It'll be alright, though it seems to be
That you clean up nice, but then it's nice to leave
I felt but don't feel and it frightens me
Lightning won't strike twice, got scalded two times
Anything for the right price, can't rub together two dimes
Aesop's fable table it and watch your facial tics
I'll give away this label all we ever do is play with it

You might have broke me
Shot me in the playing card heart, Annie Oakley
Choking on dopamine, blowing steam and decoding these
Sideways glances that you like to throw me, it's O.D
I promise you're not just another piece of ass
If I wanted I'd beat off in the bushes behind the beaten path
Please relax, this road is where it's best to run
I turned the other cheek and you just slapped me on the second one
I get you're still attached to the ex, I'm cross
It's like heaven's crushed, or not
The best parts- I brushed it off without a second thought
I got it, I'm a godless heathen, a tangled smile off the deep-end
This weekend we can be whatever kind of pretend, or pretense
That we want, breath Godm release heckm smoke weed less
Aretha with a wreath of posies around her prett-y neck
Give me sex I'll be back in a sec, just a passionless wreck
The fucking best, cap it at fresh, captain of vessels
Meddled a vassal without a castle to bow down and ascend to
Yes boo, I meant you, because you make this heart stiffer
It's a star slinger, bartender who still chokes on his hard liquor
Nope, I'm none of those things I'm posing, but it's true
Got a gold in my pocket that I don't mean to give you
Bitch, who do you think you are?
Can't buy new clothes just to hide those scars
Lupe said build a roof just to hide those stars
And I could have found hope, could have found heart
Now I can't take it back to the start
And I want to take it back to the start...