Zebra sheets

You, your little dancer silhouette.
Me, on the bed smoking cigarettes.
I'm starting to think
that the burn has gone to my head;
Zebra sheets and makeup sex..

With you.

You, that summer spell that I was under.
We, were fucked up kind of lovers.
"I'm starting to think
We'll burn out soon enough," she said;
Zebra sheets and breakup sex..

With you.

Drivin' top down on a rain-soaked highway
Because the only on good to drive, and
I'm so high.
I think I love you.
I'm so high.
I think I love you.
I'm so high.