Bloody Palms - Phantogram

She’s tired alone

And I’m tired of love

Someday I’m gonna miss you

blood on my palms

Wide eyes and holes

someday I’ll pull my teeth out

I’ll see you later in the night time

Where all the colors are dark or glowing

we don’t really get along

we get down

wet get down

I’ll see you later in the moonlight

where all the colors are softly fading

we don’t really wanna die

we get down

we get down

blood on my palms

wide eyes and holes

someday I’ll pull my teeth out