Through to Me - Cheap Girls

I don’t go outside because I can’t control the environment

And feeling’s not quite the word

And my eyes are dead giveaways of how I spent today

Emptying my pockets on countertops of all the bars on the streets and blocks

We came to the party to wait in the car and watch all the smokers clutter the

yard

Twiddle your fingers back and forth and write it all off like we’ve done before

We can only stay for so long

We’ve got plans that will be gone by the time you get through to me

Cigarettes and sleeping pills — and I wash it all down with black coffee

Another working night with nonstop planning — what’s it gonna be tonight?

We’ve got no substitute for good and cheap substance abuse

With blurry eyes and f*cked up smiles — our best disguises are all of the piles

of shit

That we talk and talk while everyone else just soaks and soaks

Oh!

What I’ll know when you get through to me

We get to the party just to wait in the car and watch all of the smokers

clutter the yard

The fleeting figures always take too long, one’s always just gotta hear her

favorite song

Another one says that I must be wrong

They won’t let me say what I mean, and you can’t get right through to me