Golden Dream - Snail Mail

Composed by：Lindsey Jordan

Right below the surface of a frozen lake

Back in the black water let it seep into my brain

Around your neck though he never did too much for you

I wish I knew him better

But I don't think there's much you wanna do

I'm not yours

Though when I mean it I'm not wasted anymore

Tomorrow night's impatience in an endless perfect world

The morning bleeds into the golden dream just like before

Tomorrow I'll feel differently but my mind will be made up

In times that I could buy your love

Ooh I don't think that I'd have enough

I'm not yours

Know when I mean it I'm not wasted anymore

Stupid stupid stupid me me me me