Woke up on Magazine Beach in the morning
I was staring at the eye of the storm and
You ain’t even find out, I figured it was haunted
It might have been a lighthouse
I know I should have called you
I’ve always been a night owl
I had to spend the night out
I met you in this nightmare
I’ll see you on the flight there
Don’t let me turn the lights out
And I won’t be back for good
Do you miss it
When it gets frigid
And I hope it’s understood
That it’s different
When I visit
Eliza please, you know too well
I’m not too cheap, for this hotel
It’s half past three, I’m by myself
But you know me, how I’vе been
Running round running round running round reckless
Come to town cut it down ton on my nеcklace
Coming home just makes me wanna fuck with my exes
Pretty girls running game up in my mentions
Back in town
Last you saw me I was in a cap and gown
Back when I got caught up for a half an ounce
Running round, giving you the runaround
Hung around, what about
4AM at north point
All that I was missing then was your point
Coming home is like I’m staying at the four points
You already know I can’t come back for long
(Pre and Chorus)
Eliza Please was produced by Brasstracks.