Lyrics
We got the first town down
And it's hurting my head
I think I'm eastbound baby
There's some mold on the vents
And if all we ever do
Is wasted time in the end
I got this bag now
Why can't I spend it on rent?
You could say something sweet
Overthinking gets worse and
Find me something as cold as your feet
In a week I'll be yours
Hold it close
Wide open next to me
Bandits with guns gritting teeth
I wanna feel it now
I'm looking right in your eyes
I think I feel it now
My hands are cold and dry
No need to say a word
I see something's on your mind
I think we had the same thought
We got the first town down
And it's hurting my head
I think I'm eastbound baby
There's some mold on the vents
And if all we ever do
Is wasted time in the end
I got this bag now
Why can't I spend it on rent?
(Solo)
I wanna feel it now
I'm looking right in your eyes
I think I feel it now
My hands are cold and dry
No need to say a word
I see something's on your mind
I think we had the same thought
We got the first town down
And it's hurting my head
I think I'm eastbound baby
There's some mold on the vents
And if all we ever do
Is wasted time in the end
I got this bag now
Why can't I spend it on rent?