Cutt by Cities & States

I found you sitting there bottoms up so upset
So I reached into my rip jeans, pulled out a tape cassette
"This mix is basically a testament to my beliefs"

You caught my attention holding that ginger ale
Dead stare with your canines biting your fingernail
"I know what's your name--it's on your license plate..."
"Can we go for a ride? I could really use it"

The fresh air calms me, the stars they fool me
and every night I take the same streets home
The headlights passing, the tail lights leaving
Always something moving so you never feel alone

I'm more attracted to your intellect
Though I don't mind the way you look in a denim dress

The music's over, already sober
"Call me when you get to where you're going"
The feeling lingers like chamber singers
I can hit rewind and live the moment anytime

• Alternative
• Folk
• Indie
• Surf
• The Beatles
• beck
• folk
• funk
• hipster
• indie
• pop
• spoon
• steely dan
• Nahant