Blond from Tender Ardor by El Valerie

under your collar, where all our tender hearts are
I felt your love, there was no need to look farther
I used to think that all I need to know
is how to be alone
and then you said hello and now I'm bending over backwards

on the mend, once again
if I can't have you I don't want to be friends

and on your front lawn, there's lots to catch you up on
I try to focus, you ask about my new songs
I used to think that all I need to know
is how to write a solo
and then you took me home so I could sing it note for note

if love's a game, then it's begun
I used to play, but now I'd rather be won
and if you don't, I guess that's the end
'cause I don't want to be your friend

• Alternative
• DIY
• Pop
• bedroom pop
• lo-fi
• Providence