Grenadine Lyrics
- Genre:Rock
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
It was the smoke breaks by the mop heads
It was Mary's blondes in a nest on her head
Polka dot red, microwave reflection
Fire escape beer, rooftop champagne
It was the view of Ego Alley off of Main
Tourists below us, sand on the ribs of highways
Sixteen & see-through, crashing ghost tours
Listening to the sounds of the city through
Twenty -somethings' windows
Sixteen in platform shoes
Suspended then dumped too
Fortune was looking for me
And I was looking for you
It was taking shots in the backroom
It was pink hairpins & getting off to
Hard rock because she liked it too
New Year's Eve we were all tipsy
From the rooftop we could smell
Gasoline, grenadine
& the bleach from mopping
She always said they come too
They always come back too soon
What you are looking for is also looking for you
Sixteen & see-through, crashing ghost tours
Listening to the sounds of the city through
Twenty -somethings' windows