- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Back to throw your stuff on my front porch
Busting open front doors making a ruckus
That bracelet on your hand burns the image of a man who doesn't understand
What it's like to paint color
You start to make me wonder what it's like to have
A proper lover
I'll never see you again
I forgot what your face looked like
I'll never see you again
I forgot what your face looked like
Busting up the front doors
Making a ruckus
that bracelet on your hand
Burns the image of a man
Who doesn't understand
What it's like to paint color