cherry lips, crooked teeth dance in her mouth as speaks outside of that dusty bar eyes light up like shooting stars
she’s everything, you’ll ever want she’s everything, you’ll never have
she’s the desert queen of Nevada the lady luck armada if your hearts on the table, you’ll lose it all to the desert queen of Nevada
fingers crossed behind her back her kisses thick with lilac and something you can’t put your finger on wake up late she’s gone, heavy in the air can’t shake that feeling with her everywhere