I woke up this morning and felt the weight of you on my chest
and the weight of your love
and mine and all the things I wouldn't say,
It felt like my heart might implode.
You smelled like grapes and wine,
and it felt like my heart might implode.
I've imagined how we'd look in the summer,
maybe you'd get tan, and I'd be blonde.
And my friends would see how much I smile at you
and be disgusted
and the weight of your love
and mine and all the things I wouldn't say,
It felt like my heart might implode.
You smelled like grapes and wine,
and it felt like my heart might implode.
I've imagined how we'd look in the summer,
maybe you'd get tan, and I'd be blonde.
And my friends would see how much I smile at you
and be disgusted
But summer is a different time
I'll wake up tomorrow under a man
feeding me grapes and wine
One day, I will write about you and not feel so confused.
I'll wake up tomorrow under a man
feeding me grapes and wine
One day, I will write about you and not feel so confused.
