Phantom Thumb

Hey, yeah it's me Just on my walk Everything's fine Just a few weeks I'm sure these roots will Materialize I don't miss being his girlfriend I just want another person To share my life Like stealing cigarettes from strangers That I don't smoke and I watch her Running down the boardwalk into the night Going, going, gone Stick out like a phantom thumb Isn't anything sacred? Am I just a pit in your plum? Spit out at life I don't mind being a sidecar Can we paint flames down the side? You remind me of a time when I was more alive Where the hell is the train? It's so weird in LA Is Jersey really better? Maybe Johnny was right I'm haunted by those Sickly summers I don't want to be a f*ck up I just want to make something of My life Like chucking rubber in a fire And he watches me and I'm 16 Singing him lullabies at night, his eyes Going, going, gone Stick out like a phantom thumb Isn't anything sacred? Am I just a pit in your plum? Spit out at life I don't mind being a sidecar Can we paint flames down the side? You remind me of a time when I was more alive Going, going, gone Stick out like a phantom thumb Isn't anything sacred? Am I just a pit in your plum? Spit out at life I don't mind being a sidecar Can we paint flames down the side? You remind me of a time when I was more alive