Here's To Love - The Matches

The first had scars in her eyebrows, just like yours

Woke the neighbors with another

Hope you heard

One more on all fours, forehead to floor like yours once was

And I hope you heard.

One with breath all menthol, just like yours

Tangled in taxis with another

Hope you heard

Sun’s exposed my clothes scattered across more bedroom floors than just yours

And I hope you heard.

And I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you

Back to, back to you oh oh oh

Back at you

I hope it gets back to you.

It gets you, it gets to you.

My gun-show hoodie is history, it’s just like yours

Goodwill’s got your mixtapes

I hope you heard

Kept the ticket stubs in the bottom drawer, mine and yours, I don’t care

And I hope you heard

I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you

Back to, back to you oh oh oh

Back at you

I hope it gets back to you.

It gets you, it gets to you.

Love moves like a car crash

Love zooms like a whiplash

So let’s toast to lost romance

So hoist high that empty glass…

Here’s to love

Here’s to love

Here’s to love

Here’s to love

And I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you

Back to, back to you oh oh oh

Back at you

I hope it gets back to you.

It gets you, it gets…

Oh, ot gets you, it gets to you…

It gets you, it gets to you, yeah.