Tucked

Hang off the rope, I can't wait to breathe Hide in the trunk of a tree "Helpless" is just an excuse to scream Can I believe every dream? Miss Moon, Mister Night Every light is sustained Burn out the bulb in your eyes We hug the carpet, wipe our chin Think I'll let the salty drips Out my face for the gin What ever keeps my shirt tucked in Stake out the pink It's the first real crush Drink just to drink Fall in love Suddenly we Kiss the concrete shelf Huddle for warmth in this Hello, what's your name? We hug the carpet, wipe our chins Think I'll taste the salty drips On your face it's like gin Couldn't keep my shirt tucked in Miss Moon, Mister Night Every crime is erased Burn out the holes in your eyes It's soon I wish I could wait I can't wait any longer Miss Moon, I wish I could stay But it'll only make the feeling grow stronger Don't hesitate When I say That I loved you more than I could have loved her I can wait, I can wait It'll only make the pain in my chest pour harder than Rain On a stormy day Ev-er-y crease Tucked away