Pretty Classy - The Lighthouse

Come inside for a point of view

Feel alive so you can take a picture

Pair of lights and a bitter blue

Now I remember what I’m dreaming of

Don’t you mind just a crack or two

See me smile as we shatter in the mirror

Got a voice that is ever smooth

Could’ve met you in a phone booth

When I am on the floor

We fell asleep at home

When I am on the floor

Only one who’s got my knuckles bruised

You fell asleep, I was slamming on the window

Lost a key and a cut of you

Bought a bottle lost the corkscrew

I brought a suit and a flower too

You dim the lights but I can feel a flicker

But you dress in a dozen shoes

That’s pretty classy for a dorm room

When I am on the floor

We fell asleep at home

All our simplicity

And after watching me