Trophy Scars - Extant

Текст песни

At 6 AM I was counting large stacks of cash — you were feasting on the body of
an angel in a taxi cab
Though the driver was scared, we paid him not to care
Cheers to our youth and the heavens and our reckless past
At 3 PM we were full and asleep back at home on our leather couch
We woke at 9, took a shower, I watched you dress, I helped you button up your
bright blue blouse
I ask you «What's your favorite state?» You shed a tear and say «Not tonight.»
«So what you wanna do babe?» You roll your eyes and say «Not tonight.»
And I think of your face, years ago on Easter Day
How you looked at my face when we went dancing in the pouring rain