Hiding With Boys - Creeper

Overtired/overthink

Club nights and cheap drinks

Do you ever think of me the way I think about you?

Lately I’m on the brink

I stand up and slowly sink into the pavement below

If I ever die I’ll have someone let you know, it was all your fault

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom

Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Approaching midnight in teenage twilight

Black hair and skinny jeans alert your parent’s porch light

Oh, when we met last spring we had such a pretty thing

We fade like a Polaroid

I’m all the things you were taught to avoid

I’m clothes you never wear, I’m yours but you don’t care

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom

Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom

Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hide, in your bedroom

Hide, in your bedroom

Hide, in your bedroom

Lie on your bed, lie through your teeth

Loving you is killing me

Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie to me

Loving you is killing me

Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie through your teeth

Loving you is killing me

Loving you is killing me

Lie on your bed, lie to me

Loving you is killing me

Loving you is killing me

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom

Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Hiding with the boys in your bedroom

Hiding the evidence of dying youth under cigarettes and stale perfume

Loving you is killing me

Loving you is killing me