prom courting from sweet sicksteen by floricide
Tracklist
7. | prom courting | 2:36 |
Lyrics
each time I saw you at prom, you were alone
you are my queen, forever dethroned
teenage un-lovers, twirl as we sing
and say, "I don't wanna miss a thing"
cold hands, bare back, hair soft as silk
skin pale white like unspoiled milk
I give you pity laced with kind thoughts
your mouth lined in cherry and stomach in knots
this doesn't mean anything at all
tell me again
stuck in the middle of a shallow grave
I touch you as if you're a tidal wave
bonded together by musical cupid
someone stole flowers, don't tell me that you did
this doesn't mean anything at all
tell me again
if anything is real, it isn't tonight
but in the edges of london, the star-crossed unite
tell me again
if it doesn't mean anything, then is anything alright?