TRINKETS Lyrics

Got a strange taste in decor you

Got more trinkets for the table

I said we don't need no more but

Just one more I think we're able

I pretend to be indifferent

Steal a look at what's above

Every candlestick and garden book

Reminds me what I love about you

She said

Don't you write no songs about me

Only promise I can try my best

I'll give you nothing less

All my sweaters stained with coffee

Laugh at me until it hurts your chest

I hope you get some rest

Tonight, tonight

In a few years we can pay a

Little house off in New England

Bring the carpets so that Freya

Can roll on the floor each evening

Singing in the next room over

Fill them up with mushroom lamps

Couple acres wrapped in clovers

With our passports full of stamps

She said

Don't you write no songs about me

Only promise I can try my best

I'll give you nothing less

All my sweaters stained with coffee

Laugh at me until it hurts your chest

I hope you get some rest

Tonight, tonight