La Loose - Waxahatchee

In the middle of my eyes

Are the blackhills of tonight

And you can lean on me for now

I am frozen in time

And when the sun burns I'll turn red

But I will feel so close to dead

And I will visualize a tragedy and

Blame you for it

I get

Why you would long for your past

I know

Why you would run away so fast

And I'll try to preserve the routine

I don't want to discuss what it means

You're the only one I want watching me

In the night of full consort

When the stars are holding court

We will be in another world

Where my clarity's restored

And this charming picture of

Hysteria in love

It could fade or wrinkle up

I don't hold faith in much

I know

That I feel more than you do

I selfishly want you here to stick to

And I'll try to preserve the routine

I don't want to discuss what it means

And you're the only one I want watching me