Fixing up the Back Room
counting the days
ladders and crates
fixing up the backroom
blue from the tip of a paintbrush spilling on the floorboards
4th of july
just you and i
watching from the back porch
glued to the aerial colors
calling them to come to you
and when the amber hit your face
i fell apart
and into place
i took your hand
and held it there
and made a promise to the air
i'm gonna stay
keeping you safe
hauled up in our hideout
70 miles from the house of the monsters i can't lose
i'd drop you off
sit in the car
crying with the music loud
i knew i was not what you wanted when you told me yourself
but william
the night you came
i fell apart
and into place
i took your hand
and held it there
and made a promise to the air
that i-
i will make mistakes
and hurt you too
but you will never doubt my love for you
you will never doubt that i love you
counting the days
ladders and crates
fixing up the backroom