Waxahatchee - Luminary Blake

Full moon, we see our breath in a blue glow
I follow you to the bar in the snow
And then we roll around in your sheets
And watch our habits become a routine
And we'll fall asleep eventually
And I'll move away, forget today someday
Meditate, I expand on the floor
Floating in pennies and microphone cords
Repeat mistakes, you're easy to erase
And I abstain, ideal falls in to place
But luck will fail
And others will pale
And I'll think of you
And I'll think I tried it
Or I will deny it
But it's not true
No one reminds me
That better won't find me
And I won't learn
Tiger tiger
I play with fire
And I get burned