White Wine
I drank a bottle of your white wine

‘Cause it reminded me of you

I think about you all the fucking time

I paint your name on my waist

Bright blue

I leave my fingers above the covers

As I sleep

So I’ll wake to you holding my hand

I

I don’t remember being this sentimental

I hope you forgive and understand


Everyone knows just who I mean

Because I’ll taste it again

And I’ll chase you again

And I’ll drink your wine all over again



Mm yeah

I’m coming of age

And I’m coming apart

When I think about being

Your nervous, new art

Hang with me

Gallery
Minimalist hearts



You know that I won’t call you by your name

Though everybody knows just who I mean

I’m not gonna call you

Because we both know where that leads



Are you drinking right now?

Tell me what it means

Are you drinking right now?

Tell me where this leads

Oh

You’re still my girl
I drink your white wine

I pretend that you’re mine

I pretend that you’re mine



Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?

Why do I miss you?