There’s disillusion on my breath tonight That’s probably how I pulled you in I know the slaying is inevitable But I never know where to begin
The deep water swallowed us And we talked until we got the bends about love in the modern world with the awkwardness of passing friends
Eventually I shrugged it off. Maybe that's how I feel? But you don't seem offended by the fact that I have kept you here as bait for something real.
They’ve discovered the volume knob I bet the neighbors are seeing red But my friend she’s reading Carouac So there’s no way we'll be going to bed
The effects are spreading fast Hardly Care when you leave Once I find a net to use Better shoes, nerves of steel New ways to feel Soon reveal, you're bait for something real