Dead Plants - Charmer

Sarah, would you please come over?

I know you leave in May

And now that we’re both older

I’ve got so much to say

And let’s be real, you’re not that honest

I knew you’d never keep your promise

Are you counting cracks in your ceiling

Laying by your window fan

Have you lost your sense of meaning

With those dead plants above your head

And we both know this serves no purpose

Do you think that this was worth it?

And Sarah, tell me, am I perfect?

Fever dreams

In your red Jeep

I still think of your floral sheets

Sarah, would you please come over?

I know you leave in May

And now that we’re both older

I’ve got so much to say

Let’s be real, you’re not that honest

I knew you’d never keep your promise

And Sarah, am I what you wanted?

Fever dreams

In your red Jeep

I still think of your floral sheets