Ray LaMontagne's been on repeat since I woke up and now everything feels like a slow burn I can't shake. Come be the reason I stop hitting replay, baby.
Ray LaMontagne's been on repeat since I woke up and now everything feels like a slow burn I can't shake. Come be the reason I stop hitting replay, baby.
Hayley Williams had me screaming every word at Pine Knob and now my voice is gone and the glitter won't come off. This ride home down Woodward is the only quiet I've had — you'd rather be in this back seat with me, wouldn't you, baby?
FrankenFest at Fort Wayne opens soon and I've had this spooky-season outfit laid out for a week — finally giving it a test run. You'd rather be my date than wait at the gate, wouldn't you, baby?
Legacy Weekend got me digging through racks at this old shop downtown and I found a slip that's been waiting decades for someone to try it on. Tell me it still looks good, baby.
Been running drills at the outdoor court for an hour and I still can't leave until I sink ten in a row. Come play me one-on-one — loser owes the winner whatever they want.
Two tacos deep at Downtown Street Eats and I can already hear Gary Clark Jr.'s guitar in my head — tonight's going to wreck me. Tell me you're saving me a seat.
$uicideboy$ burned Pine Knob down and I'm still shaking from it — couldn't even get past my living room floor. You'd rather pick up where the pit left off, wouldn't you, baby?
Chief Keef at The Fillmore tonight and I've been up since five blasting his whole catalog like it's a pregame. Coffee's barely ready and I'm already too wired — tell me you're coming with me, baby.
Weekend finally burned out and left me here with nothing on but the work lamp. Tell me you'd rather stay up with me.
Dally in the Alley starts in a few hours and I've been up all night too wired to put anything on. You'd rather find me out here than sleep through it, wouldn't you, baby?