Toy Boats - Rent | Текст песни

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I gave you my sweater,
it smells like cigarettes now, but never better.
You kept it on your skin,
its not cold where you’re going
but you think you’ll be freezing.
I’m out of high school now,
it was nice of you to come out,
I held your body in the sun,
on the lawn, till you were all but gone.

Is this what they call worse?
I’d love you to death.
Keep my name on your tongue,
I’d pay rent.

Cold January, even at 26 degrees.
I’m wearingmy old shirts out
to try and feel how I felt
like I did when I was young,
and I had that dream again.
The one where you live under my floor boards,
and you sing me to sleep with every off key note
that you could breathe.

Is this what they call worse?
I’d love you to death.
Keep my name on your tongue.
I’d pay rent.
I’d pay rent.

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