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apartment 801 - britt kusserow lyrics

the ceiling has its stains, and the couch has seen a lively past
watching like it always has, moved from place to place
there’s nothing here to eat but airborne and emergen*c
i use rabbit ears on my tv, for pbs, and nbc

but i set things up the way i thought that you might like it
all my furniture’s meticulously placed
i can’t control my thermostat, too hot or cold, and who needs that
but i think we’ll be just warm enough when you come to stay

i’m confused by love, wondrous in the morning light
when you search me with wide open eyes
you’ll be here in a week
but sometimes i regress, and i think i’m d*mned, i’m scared you’ll leave
when you find out the rest of me, on vh1, or mtv

see, i am still so reckless, like the time i broke that necklace
that she gave me in a letter just before she went to greece
still so many pictures, every now and then i miss her
but maybe that’s the consequence of dreaming for the sea

the oven’s way too small, but that’s okay, ’cause i don’t bake
there’s nothing to eat anyway, and nothing on the walls
you’ll be here in a week, and i’ll pick you up and drive you home
i love it when we’re almost home, and you’re dancing, riding next to me
alas, alas, there’s nothing here until you’re here beside me
and i won’t fear the noises of my kitchen in the night
i hope you like the traffic cone i stole from that convenience store
i hope you like the parts of me i find to hard to fight

- britt kusserow lyrics

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