Drugstore - Hope Tala

Parked your car by the drugstore

And I keep asking all these questions

But you don’t wanna hear it anymore

'Cause you should have been learned your lesson

By now, but so should I

I still get shy around you, write lullabies in my room

For you to listen to, to listen to

I know I pry, just like

Knowing you don’t have anything to hide, hide

You are much too tired to drive

And people here are really reckless

In the darkness behind my two eyes

There’s dollars tangled in your necklace

So get them out before it hurts too much to breathe

To breathe, breathe

Maybe later, we can drive through California

Or Paris or Rome, it doesn’t matter as long as we’re together

Cheekbone on my wrist, nothing left to wish for

Maybe later, we can drive through California

Or Paris or Rome, it doesn’t matter as long as we’re together

Cheekbone on my wrist, nothing left to wish for