Backyard
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โฑ๏ธ 4:16 duration
๐ ID: 16472984
๐ Lyrics
We're at some late night art gallery
A 50's living room is nailed to the ceiling
You look pretty and sweet with red wine on your teeth
But I can't shake this feeling like I'm capsized and kicking
We're the last ones here and people start to clean
Nagging tired and slow like blood drunk little sand fleas
And I shake you awake and say, "Where to next?"
'Cause with the morning you leave
You say, "I think Red Tide might still be open"
And I say, "When you're gone, how you planning on coping?"
I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
A bell's ringing somewhere near the beach
It's bright and shrill and it's louder than it should be
I wonder if you'll hear it tomorrow night
When everyone is sleeping
I rest my head on your shoulder
"What you gonna do when I get back home
And she wants you to hold her?"
I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
Well, I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
Well, I will pretend that you're dead
Yeah, I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
A 50's living room is nailed to the ceiling
You look pretty and sweet with red wine on your teeth
But I can't shake this feeling like I'm capsized and kicking
We're the last ones here and people start to clean
Nagging tired and slow like blood drunk little sand fleas
And I shake you awake and say, "Where to next?"
'Cause with the morning you leave
You say, "I think Red Tide might still be open"
And I say, "When you're gone, how you planning on coping?"
I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
A bell's ringing somewhere near the beach
It's bright and shrill and it's louder than it should be
I wonder if you'll hear it tomorrow night
When everyone is sleeping
I rest my head on your shoulder
"What you gonna do when I get back home
And she wants you to hold her?"
I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
Well, I will pretend that you're dead
And I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
Well, I will pretend that you're dead
Yeah, I'll take what you left in my head
To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.00] We're at some late night art gallery
[00:15.83] A 50's living room is nailed to the ceiling
[00:20.75] You look pretty and sweet with red wine on your teeth
[00:27.60] But I can't shake this feeling like I'm capsized and kicking
[00:35.54]
[00:38.27]
[00:47.32] We're the last ones here and people start to clean
[00:53.82] Nagging tired and slow like blood drunk little sand fleas
[00:58.75] And I shake you awake and say, "Where to next?"
[01:05.42] 'Cause with the morning you leave
[01:09.06] You say, "I think Red Tide might still be open"
[01:18.51] And I say, "When you're gone, how you planning on coping?"
[01:30.89] I will pretend that you're dead
[01:37.75] And I'll take what you left in my head
[01:43.38] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[01:50.51]
[01:57.49] A bell's ringing somewhere near the beach
[02:03.25] It's bright and shrill and it's louder than it should be
[02:07.84] I wonder if you'll hear it tomorrow night
[02:14.75] When everyone is sleeping
[02:18.64] I rest my head on your shoulder
[02:27.74] "What you gonna do when I get back home
[02:32.18] And she wants you to hold her?"
[02:39.45] I will pretend that you're dead
[02:46.81] And I'll take what you left in my head
[02:52.57] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[02:59.52]
[03:15.12] Well, I will pretend that you're dead
[03:22.42] And I'll take what you left in my head
[03:29.04] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[03:36.36] Well, I will pretend that you're dead
[03:40.88]
[03:43.57] Yeah, I'll take what you left in my head
[03:49.89] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[03:55.86]
[00:15.83] A 50's living room is nailed to the ceiling
[00:20.75] You look pretty and sweet with red wine on your teeth
[00:27.60] But I can't shake this feeling like I'm capsized and kicking
[00:35.54]
[00:38.27]
[00:47.32] We're the last ones here and people start to clean
[00:53.82] Nagging tired and slow like blood drunk little sand fleas
[00:58.75] And I shake you awake and say, "Where to next?"
[01:05.42] 'Cause with the morning you leave
[01:09.06] You say, "I think Red Tide might still be open"
[01:18.51] And I say, "When you're gone, how you planning on coping?"
[01:30.89] I will pretend that you're dead
[01:37.75] And I'll take what you left in my head
[01:43.38] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[01:50.51]
[01:57.49] A bell's ringing somewhere near the beach
[02:03.25] It's bright and shrill and it's louder than it should be
[02:07.84] I wonder if you'll hear it tomorrow night
[02:14.75] When everyone is sleeping
[02:18.64] I rest my head on your shoulder
[02:27.74] "What you gonna do when I get back home
[02:32.18] And she wants you to hold her?"
[02:39.45] I will pretend that you're dead
[02:46.81] And I'll take what you left in my head
[02:52.57] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[02:59.52]
[03:15.12] Well, I will pretend that you're dead
[03:22.42] And I'll take what you left in my head
[03:29.04] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[03:36.36] Well, I will pretend that you're dead
[03:40.88]
[03:43.57] Yeah, I'll take what you left in my head
[03:49.89] To the backyard and fill it with flowers instead
[03:55.86]