Pilling Lyrics

I already see you in half of my week

So why not make it the whole thing

Forever isn't sweet until you know just what it means

Do you know what it means

I've never been close to a mountain's peak

Or the things I want to speak

I want to speak

I follow the shadows in the indents of your cheeks

And my face stings, my ears ting

I catch two freckles on your finger's hide

Man alive

I catch two freckles on your finger's hide

Man alive

Deep sage green, cute cotton ball toes

They're so well hid

You pummel me, now I'm up against the ropes

Go on, take my rib

I know the lines in your lips

Where they run to, and when they resist

Practice a masterful prose, eeesh I messed it up

Tsk tsk tsk

Pilling of her sweater, pick me off and flick

Pilling of a mountain, she'll hike and I'm stranded

Pilling of her sweater, the coming last stitch

Pilling of a mountain. She'll hike, I insist

I catch the freckle right below her eye

Man alive

I catch the freckle right below her eye

Man alive