Beverly Blues - Opia

I met a woman in the hills

Offered me some happy pills

Said, «It helps with conversation,» started rolling dollar bills

I passed but she asked me something about Beentrill

I said 'that's not me', spilled 805 on my shoes

This brand, that brand, I don’t really know, man

I got a pair of Vans but I pulled them from a trash can

Bucket hat on asked me where I got it from

I said, «Target, half priced on the fourth of July»

She showed me her skin, asked me what I believe in

I said it couldn’t be love 'cause it’s too sincere

And it couldn’t be life 'cause death’s so near

So could it be God?

Wait I forgot, we don’t like him here

So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose

Nothing to hide but I’ve got something to prove

So believe in me, baby, alleviate the Beverly blues

Now she’s looking at me funny

Tying knots between her eyes

So I roll another friend in a plot to fill the silence

I pass it to her, ask her what’s been weighing on her mind

Says, «Nothing at all,» I think she might have been right

My shirt’s back on, I guess I figured her wrong

'Cause she’s asking me a question, still looking at me long

She said, «What did you mean when you were singing that song?»

I said, «Nothing at all» and turned out the light

And I’m asking myself what it is I believe in

I said it couldn’t be love 'cause it’s too sincere

And it couldn’t be life 'cause death’s so near

So could it be God?

Wait I forgot, we don’t like him here

So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose

Nothing to hide but I’ve got something to prove

So believe in me, baby, alleviate the Beverly blues

I said it couldn’t be love 'cause it’s too sincere

And it couldn’t be life 'cause death’s so near

So could it be God?

Wait I forgot, we don’t like him here

So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose

Nothing to hide but I’ve got something to prove

So believe in me, baby, alleviate the Beverly blues

I said it couldn’t be love 'cause it’s too sincere

And it couldn’t be life 'cause death’s so near

So could it be God?

Wait I forgot, we don’t like him here

So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose

Nothing to hide but I’ve got something to prove

So believe in me, baby, alleviate the Beverly blues