Waxahatchee - Lively

Doctors might need love
Silver spoons over fire
You tell a lazy lie
And I tell them you're a liar
You sit in the dark
Needles and tubes in your arm
I see you in dark glasses
Writers and old movie stars
And you'd die before you look me in the eye

I had a dream last night
We had hit separate bottoms
You yell right in my face
And I poison myself normally
You will lick your wounds
But only the most crowded room
I'm longing for my youth,
You were lively then, too
And you would lie beneath the dark grey sky

We were crowded and blue
We were lively then, too

You were lively then, too...