Dust Bowl versuri

Versuri Ethel Cain – Dust Bowl lyrics

Pretty boy
Natural blood-stained blonde
With the holes in his sneakers
And his eyes all over me
Drive-in, slasher flick again
Feeling me up as a porn star dies
He’s watching me instead
Eighth grade death pact, strike me dead

All of Alabama laid out in front of your eyes
But all you could see was me

You walked in
You were singing
You tried to wade in
‘Cause you wanted just to tell me who you were
You were, you were, you were kind
Dying to tell me
You’ll wait if I have to make sure-e-e-e

Pretty boy
Scared of the rain by God
Tender the row of your violets
With your eyes all over me
Watchin’, open the windows slowly
So I can keep you
A moment

Grew up hard
Fell off harder
Cooking our brains, smoking that shit your daddy smoked in Vietnam
You’d be a writer
If he didn’t leave all his hell for you
Saying if you could, you’d leave it all

I knew it was love
When I rode home crying
Thinking of you fucking other girls
But when you said that you’re in love
I never wondered if you’re sure

Pretty boy
Consumed by death
With the holes in his sneakers (in his sneakers)
And his eyes all over me (over me)
Over me, (over me), over me (over me)
Over me, (over me), over me (over me)
Over me, (over me), over me (over me)
Over me, (over me), over me (over me)
Over, (over), over