Girl at the Antique Store Lyrics

And we are just two moths with lanterns

Guiding each other together

And as we'll get closer we'll think its the moon

But we're both lost in each other

So don't be so nervous when talking to me

Cus I feel so nervous too

We'll skip all our classes and run out of town

Or whatever our minds want to do

Cus all I know is trouble

Writ in the shelves of my blood

And I just hope that none of my words fly you too far up into the sun

And once in a while the rattlesnake freezes to shed all of its years of pain

So draw me a picture, a metaphor I can

Weave into notes I create

Cus I know deep down we're both really fragile

You'd melt right into my skin

So lets just be porcelain figures right now

Be terrified of all that we sinned

Cus all I know is trouble

Writ in the shelves of my blood

And I just hope that none of my words fly you far up to the sun