rachel bochner lyric bot

your metaphor bleeds into fact and the water rises fast

it's a habit you've conditioned, and i know i've got it bad

you've got innocent intentions and i'm so in my head

i breathe you in, i know it's taking me right back, back, back to mid-June

oh god, you're so hot

wanna tell you that i miss you, that i'll meet you where you're at, you wouldn't say it back 'cause you don't want me like that

i'm pretty sure i was only crying 'cause i was drunk, at a party where i didn't really know anyone

if i need an excuse to get a little bit closer to you, gin and tonic could do, plus, i know you kinda want me to

smoking gun in the boxes with all of her stuff, and a thousand warning signs

i feel like i would never let you go

it sounds like the key to your door, not even wanting more than just us, i'm sure, it's enough

do what i can to make myself lonely, i haven't been dealing right

if it takes one to know one, then i think you got it, babe, i think you got it made

let it all in and let it pass through, i'm finding my way to you

we don't make excuses for mediocre men

probably gonna wake up wishing i didn't go out 'cause i feel it coming now

i haven't seen you in a bit, so i might overstay at least a couple days

cancel all my plans for getting caught up in the middle with you

might as well feel hot tonight, think i wanna start a fight

tongue-tied, i wish you'd leave your silver rings on my bedside

i stare at the mirror and it's purgatory, with puckered skin between two fingers

it's a cycle that we're wired to follow, trust me, i've been there before

i'm telling all my secrets to the pillows on my bed

i wonder if i talk enough, would you just cut you loose?

graduated college, now i wanna quit my day job

this kind of trouble only happens late, like running from the cops the first time i got wasted

it's getting late, baby

tear-stained mess, crying in my arms again, but she finally left it behind

some relief from the friction, of wishing i was someone new

and you know i do, 'cause i'm too good at being pessimistic, but you can show me it's different