Тексты песен A Small Victory

Last night with you Was like waking up with my wrists open Last night with you Was like waking up again And the tap water was anything Anything but fridgid And you owe me more then I can count on thes

i've come to a realization that my tounge isn't helping this your voice only makes it worse when i'm starved for your goodnight kiss me on the lips and swallow pride despite its taste when the ones yo

We're driving past unspoiled road signs gleaming in the moon light to trace edge of that bitter sweet coastline that keeps us captive by our pupils again captive 'til we get home and baby i know that