You told me in the beer garden that I had changed your life
I laughed at my new dress up shoes and thought, "He's a lucky guy"
And it wasn't as hard as I thought that it would be to see your arms around his boney, boney body
And in your mother's hatchback with the windows rolled down, my dear
You were a fucking joy to be around
But if I'm gonna make anything of myself
I don't wanna do it alone
Sitting behind a grey desk, staring at a whitewashed wall, tasting last night's amyl every time I talk
And my brain cracks, my head slips back, my hearts skips beats for a minute and you're softly, softly telling me to just breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
If this isn't a body for true love
Then I'll slowly cut it down
To spend a week with a clear head and a free chest is becoming an impossible dream now
And I've been dancing past your skinny bodies at the door of a million parties
And I burst out shivering under the night sky and I wish that I was warm in bed with you
Wish I was warm with you, I wish I was allowed with you
And if we go away then we'll just come back
Last winter everything was just so perfect, making castles in your bungalow and holding you from your parents
And no matter how it ended, I'm so glad it happened
You are an amazing person and you'll do amazing things
You'll do amazing things, but I won't come back
If this isn't a body for true love
Then I'll slowly cut it down
To spend a week with a clear head and a free chest is becoming and impossible dream now
And I've been dancing past your skinny body at the door of the party
And I burst out shivering under the night sky and I'm wishing I was warm in bed with you
Wish I was warm with you, I wish I was allowed with you
And if we go away then we'll just come back
My New Dress Up Shoes was written by Wil Wagner.
The Smith Street Band released My New Dress Up Shoes on Thu Jan 27 2011.