Dusty Beds

(Album: Lesser Oceans - 2015)

If I knew where that was, I'd stay between her legs
And fucking catch me leaving, 'cause life's that way
I'll stay in drowned inside her mouth
She'll kiss me and she'll sniff me and she'll keep me around
Inside her purse, like a chorus and a verse
Neatly on some paper with a heart drawn on the words

[Chorus:]
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Wooden beams and gritting teeth
A cheque is on the freezer can you sign it for me?
With no ID, no self-esteem,
This place is a coffin and I'm ready to leave
I'm drying out, yes, in and out,
Can't make my fucking mind up, but I figured it out

[Chorus:]
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

[Chorus:]
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds
Roll over and touch me, angel
Nothing ever happens on dusty beds

Nothing ever happened (happened, happened)
Nothing ever happened on dusty beds
Nothing ever happened (happened, happened)
Nothing ever happened on dusty beds
Nothing ever happened (nothing ever happened)
Nothing ever happened on dusty beds
Nothing ever happened (nothing ever happened)
Nothing ever happened on dusty beds