The Vespucci Ballroom Lyrics

Gas station glasses with a tint of bad reflection

A whole perspective at a cheap buck 0.9

You drop a subtle hint of your intentions

With a look that makes everything seem fine

You wake me up when you say it's over

I wake you up when I see your sober

I wish that I could just call you my best friend

the line is ringing and it's ringing to no end

I can't help myself I'm so selfish

Babe got no life on the shelf

Wish I could rewind all the days

I never wore your Tommy sweater

Until I felt

Oh so much better

And there you go all satisfied

Looking at me with those makeup eyes dancing

All around like your the prize

At the Vespucci Ballroom while I cry

Marshmallow perfume intoxicates the air

The clicking of your shoes bounces off the walls

Constant competition ripping out my hair

It's either you see me clearly or don't see me at all

Sweat drips from my forehead

As I sit at the foot of your bed

Picture perfect with one water mark

Almost perfect but we all have flaws

You promised

That you were being honest

But I guess that your promise

Oh it was just so modest

And you just look so satisfied

Looking at me with those teardrop eyes dancing

All around like your the prize

At the Vespucci Ballroom while I

Cry