Butter Room

On the clouds so pretty

Yeah I know sometimes

You just have to cry



Above a neon city

A sunless day And a birdless sky

I wanna spend the night in your butter room

Wake up laughing in the afternoon



And all those pictures on the wall

They don't have to fall

But they do

Sometimes they just do



We both see the same moon

On the phone again

Will it be the last time

We'll be rainbow chasing

And I guess that's fine

I used to be a lazy lover by design

I used to spend the night in your butter room

Wake up laughing in the afternoon



And all those pictures on the wall

They don't have to fall

But they do

Yeah sometimes they just do



Leaving it up to you

Leaving it up to you

Leaving it up to you

Leaving it up to you



I feel like the off white step child

Singin the blues rhythm for the first time

Seeing the ghost of the light

And wondering where are you



Where are you

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