Lively - Waxahatchee

Doctors and naive love

Silver spoons over fire

You tell a lazy lie

And I tell them you’re a liar

And we sit in the dark

Needles and tubes in your arm

I see you in dark glasses

Writers and old movie stars

And you’d die before you look me in the eye

I had a dream last night

We had hit separate bottoms

You yell right in my face

And I poison myself numb and

You will lick your wounds

In only the most crowded room

I’m longing for my youth,

You were lively then, too

And you lie when the truth is hovering vast as the dark and grey sky

We were crowded and blue

You were lively then, too

You were lively then, too…