Flowers 歌词

Tomorrow morning, when we squint Through coffee, sex and supplements Your perfect legs across the bedframe: Others can be so exhausting Tomorrow dear, I might resist So pull me close with tiny fists Let’s slow dance to your humming fridge One pop song without reference Even as I watch you flicker, Sweet mirage of my desire Even now I barely See my feet between the spiders Oh oh oh - we just wanna know hurt that isn’t ours Hey hey hey - we just wanna be limbless like the flowers Tomorrow morning, we can run Along the panes of cracking ice If we’re spotted from above We’ll vanish before cops show up Tomorrow we’ll try not to wonder What lies behind the curtain of want It’s only dust, rising in the sun Bare, blind and gaunt Even as I watch you flicker, Sweet mirage of my desire I know no metaphor worth saving from the fire