July In December Lyrics

She's got tears inside her bunny-pink eyes

I didn't mind to be reminded of times

When she was full of illusions as a sunbeam of dust

And pipe dreams of euphoric winters and wanderlust

Is this happening? It's happening, you better believe

She had fears inside of her licorice hair

how gratefully her lungs inhale that desert air

Like a vagabond dragging round an old bag of bones

You find yourself gravitating back to your home

Is this happening? It's happening, you better believe

I never thought it could happen to me

You were quick out the blocks when you tore off your gown

The gesture is extreme because the mind is closing down

"I don't call this living well but I'll go on to live forever

In this room for my stupor or better yet a bender."

Is this happening? It's happening, you better believe

I never thought it could happen to me

Feels like July in December sometimes

Scales often fell form your red rabbit eyes

You can dress for success or dress for the weather

"I don't want to get dressed and I don't want to get better"

She said, "You gave me something way worse than any disease

You made me feel like I could never be free"

These hotel walls that hold you to solitude

If this is what you want then I cannot stop you

I know I wasn't perfect, it's a fact I can't ignore

We cannot always be saintly for the lord would get bored

I know that I'm a human so it's hard to believe

that something human could be alien to me

Her carbonated humor, her charade of good will

This plastic modernity inside a cold that won't kill

This adulterate industry, this premature death

Killed my animated rage on this damn razors edge

After all this time you have fallen into a sleep

Right where you've always longed to be