Tell Me How You're Falling in Love

Miss Madeline's smoking on the outside hood of her car She said, "are we really fading?" Darling, don't give me that look anymore It's getting harder and harder to fake it God knows I never expected it to go this far All these other girls only get younger Tell me how you're falling in love T-t-t-tell me how you're falling in love, again Talk your movie fashion as you slip onto my hand There's no one else, there's no other pulse I've been sleeping for seven months straight (You always liked it on the run) And you're looking better than ever tonight (Be my heart, I'm ready and waiting) Ink's been bleeding down the shirt you always liked (On the docks, I'm fading) I'm writing roses in old letters (You're only wasting my time) Pin me on your spinning wheel (You only waste my time) Pin me on your spinning wheel, tonight