Sapphire ft. The Part-Time Losers Lyrics

I don't like their color

It's hard to remember

I'll think of a sapphire

That's far too expensive

I'll call her high maintenance

She says I'm impatient

I've seen all of her scars

She shows them quite freely

And when we start talking

I'll turn off the TV

I'll turn off the radio

I'll turn off the radio

I don't think we'll do it

It's hard enough to hold her

Those lackluster kisses

That pitiful shoulder

I can't think of anything

I can't think at all

I'm glad I don't like her

Because that would be trouble

Such lackluster kisses

Oh, that horrible shoulder

I can't think of anything at all

It's six in the morning

I feel like a husk, but I'm thankful she's sleeping

I'm thinking of us

Oh, you pitiful poor thing

I think we're in trouble

It's six in the morning

I feel like a husk, but I'm glad that she's sleeping

I'm thinking of us

Oh, you pitiful poor thing

I think we're in trouble

It's six in the morning

I'm glad that you're sleeping

I'm touching your shoulder

I'm watching your breathing

You pitiful poor thing

I think we're in trouble

It's six in the morning

I'm happy you're sleeping

I'm touching your shoulder

I'm watching you breathe

Oh, you pitiful poor thing

I think we're in trouble