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Pink Tires. Smile Lines.

 

Pink Tires. Smile Lines.


Pink tires
I'm not the only one
In love with someone who lost my number
And I'm not the only one whose hair is going grey
Who won't leave the house today
I won't leave the goddamn couch
Except to kiss you on your mouth
In bed, oh, in bed, the kiss
In bed-locked lips

Smile lines
Malice in her heart
Smokes in the corner, but only
She says she likes my eyes
Wants to talk about matters of the heart
Got no luck
Find a balance 'tween who I was, who I wanna die as
My old band playing on the corner
Got a couple of texts that say

Pink tires
Am I the only one who's been photoshopped off a double platinum plaque like that?
I'm not the only one depressed as shit like that
Ooo, I'm just a bird on a chimney, no God to pray to

Says she's gone drive right down to me
Tell me that we're through
Love the jail you made for yourself
I can't blame her, can't blame you
Say enough of who I am
Pile on my whole life
You don't know me
Let you into my head
Never gonna let that happen again, yeah

Pink tires
Am I the only one who's been photoshopped off a double platinum plaque like that?
I'm not the only one depressed as shit like that
Ooo, I'm just a bird on a chimney, no God to pray to

You know she
She a metaphor
Tell me you got someone to call
On these low-lows
Punch-drunk love
Punch me in the face
Enough, once, only once
Magnolia tree
Gas money
Strawberry free
Come kiss me and feel it
Ham on Rye
Marlboro Light
Red wine
Love noir and sex, yeah

Pink tires
Am I the only one who's been photoshopped out of my own life?
I'm not the only one depressed like this
Depressed as shit
I'm just a bird on a chimney, no God to pray to

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