1987 Songtext
von Phoneboy
1987 Songtext
I heard
You′re missing turns
And your favorite three words
I'm not too gone, the TV′s on
Until I learned
A simple way
To pretend that we're in 1987
Throwing into first 'cause you′re so tempting
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
I heard
Someone else
Falling off the top shelf
I′m here for you, be here for me
Until I heard
That cigarettes
Like to burn down to the filter where you're sleeping
Waking up in pieces every weekend
Oh, I just want your lips to taste
I just want my lips to taste like you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
You′re missing turns
And your favorite three words
I'm not too gone, the TV′s on
Until I learned
A simple way
To pretend that we're in 1987
Throwing into first 'cause you′re so tempting
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
I heard
Someone else
Falling off the top shelf
I′m here for you, be here for me
Until I heard
That cigarettes
Like to burn down to the filter where you're sleeping
Waking up in pieces every weekend
Oh, I just want your lips to taste
I just want my lips to taste like you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
Paint me a picture of you
Paint me a picture of you
Of you
Writer(s): Wyn Barnum, James Fusco, Richard Dana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

