Peachy - Laura Stevenson

How else can I say I am not your hide-away?

Get your face out from the crook in my arm

And no longer just I can be whats keeping you alive

If I slip up, if I fall asleep you’re gone

And god knows I’ve tried

But I am god damn tired

And I will build a fort around you

The bricks are drying in the sun

Stay real still, I’ll soon be done

But I’m not strong enough to hold you up

I’ve got a hole inside my gut

And its tearing me apart

Yea this hole inside my gut

It is tearing me apart (x5)

I am small, the television’s falling from the second floor

My sister’s hand in mine, as we watch it go

Another scene with sirens in the front yard

For the neighbors to read by the lights of

I am small, the television’s falling from the second floor

My sister’s hand in mine, as we watch it go

Another scene with sirens in the front yard

For the neighbors to soak in the lights of