Dance Gavin Dance - Strawberry André Lyrics
Dressed in time to sip the wineAnd cover your headNice of you to stay a fewAnd bleed on my bedPeople flake, they wake and bakeForget what you saidObviously, not possiblyYou didn't take your medsAnd here we go climb(I got a house with a pool and dog with a three car garage)And now come home for all these ways to ways to go(All the way down)Cut out the signs come insideWhere we lined up all these fashionsI'll take your wine, just take this sideInto the light arms are wide only when you knowI fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear I can't believe its you (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear I can't believe its you (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Lipstick, wet painted faces)I fear (Of people with no regrets)Slit her throat on the frying panYou caught cold and forgot the planTurn the dial on the oven...Until the skin has got that even tanSlit her throat on the frying panYou caught cold and forgot the planTurn the dial on the oven manUntil the skin has got that even tanDressed in time to sip the wineAnd cover your headNice of you to stay a fewAnd bleed on my bedPeople flake, they wake and bakeForget what you saidObviously, not possiblyYou didn't take your medsI fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear I can't believe its you (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Nice tie, meet me concubine)I fear I can't believe its you (She's not drunk its enthusiasm)I fear I can't believe its you (Lipstick, wet painted faces)I fear (Of people with no regrets)Oh what?Come into the light, oh
