Rough Song - Beach House

In the middle of the party

Found a hole to be sorry

Through the glass

Drank a memory of her face

All the charm in the evening

Peridot television

Loveless another

Daughter and mother

Shut the door she’ll have no more another vodka cocktail party

Her story unravels like a ribbon in the windy distance

Schoolgirls were praying

Lace curtains fading

Fern of the forest

Dearly beloved

Hard to hear she spit on you and made your bloody nose more bloody

Shut the door she’ll have no more another vodka cocktail party

Totems in the night

I want to forget

All that wasn’t right

I need to leave

Totems in the night

I want to forget

All that wasn’t right

I need to leave it

Totems in the night

I want to forget

All that wasn’t right

I need to leave it

Totems in the night

I want to forget

All that wasn’t right

I need to leave it

Totems in the night

I want to forget

All that wasn’t right

She needs to leave it