It's a
Never ending figure eight
Your dad
Wanted you to concentrate
Your mom
Wanted you to be
Like every other girl from Salt Lake City
You'd cry
Every other Christmas Eve
They'd say
Pray to Him get on your knees
Monday
You'd get up off that floor
And show them what He 'saved you' for
Looks from strangers twice our age
Stealing signs off Middle Lane
One drunk kiss in the summer rain
You bet your ass I'd do it all again
Another off the roster
While we cackle on the other line
Prank calling our crushes
And sipping on your parent's wine
We're drunk
In love tonight
We pray to Saint Cry
You smell
Of cigarettes and of cherry pie
Makeup
Disney lips and doughy eyes
You know
I say we're more than friends
Even though we like a boy now and then
Looks from strangers twice our age
Stealing signs off Middle Lane
One drunk kiss in the summer rain
You bet your ass I'd do it all again
Another off the roster
While we cackle on the other line
Prank calling our crushes and sipping on your parent's wine
We're drunk in love tonight
We make the saints cry.
You moved away
And they got the thing they wanted
No more summer days
And nights of being honest
You moved away
And they got the thing they wanted
No more summer days
And nights of being honest
Honest
Ohhhhh
Saints cry