This is the first song off my new EP (!!) The Monster and the Color, which will be out in October. Dudes. DUDES. I'm so stoked for you folks to hear this, it's been a long time coming. The song is available for a dollar on my Bandcamp, iTunes, and basically everywhere else music is sold online, plus you can stream it here, spotify, google play, evverryywherrreeee.

Thanks so much for listening, I really appreciate it :)

Lyrics:
there are flowers in your hair
on this Sunday
you look back across the hall, back to your
brother's friends like we did nothing

what do you want from me
time, sex, money
all i have right now's a broken soul
but then your lips are on the line
of "you're a secret" and "you're mine"
and i know i'll give you more, and more, and more

are we getting back together in the same bed
you tore me apart in, oh you know i'm sorry
i am so tired of being discrete and right now i can't fight it
right now i am trying not to
say your favorite color in a song
or which record you're all about
'cause you're still the one that everybody knows
but not when the lights are out

you wear a gold cross
just to take it off
and i know you have your faith
but that won't make you fall out of love

what do you want from me
time, sex, secrecy
"all i ask is that nobody knows"
but then we're walking down the line
and in a moment when you feel alive
you say "grab my hand and don't let go"

are we getting back together in the same bed
you tore me apart in, oh you know i'm sorry
i am so tired of being discrete and right now i can't fight it
right now i am trying not to
say your favorite color or your name in a song
or which record you're all about
'cause you're still the one that everybody knows
but not when the lights are out, when the lights are out

we see what we want to see
and i see you
the floral safe, the 13 days, the balcony
and every hotel room
keep me safe
keep me clean, are you who you want to be
all skin and bones and little truth
when i see you in august
summer in los angeles
we'll do what we always do, what we always do

are we getting back together in the same bed
you tore me apart in, oh you know i'm sorry
i am so tired of being discrete and right now i can't fight it
right now i am trying not to
say the places we go to fall in love again
or the rich boy you live with now
'cause you're still the one that everybody knows
but not when the lights are out, when the lights are out



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