Waxahatchee

You're Welcome
I cried all night when you came to my side It was late It was trite Mothers pray for a padlock on their door Half their love is just ignored You can run You can fight You can hunt for company tonight We can roll on the floor You can pretend you don't hold back anymore And if we sleep half the day You could say that your luck is on its way We live by the word a stranger overheard You'll seem tall A healthy machine Heavy breathing In the lake of an ancient mistake That lingers From Letras Mania