collarbone

You hate your chin

And I hate my collarbone

My ribs are too big

And you'd buy another nose

If you could afford it with all of the change

You make at the tables you wait

My hair is boring

And you hate the sound of your

Voice in recordings, and ever since we packed up and

Left Philadelphia we thought the light

Of the coast would make everything right but

We are broken

People holding

Onto something

But I wanna hold onto you, yeah

Remember the night

That we cursed yesterday

Facing a mirror, planning our getaway?

Now it makes it easier now that we know

That I love your chin

And you love my collarbone

Here's to the arm that you broke in sixth grade

And it never really healed and it gets in the way, and I

Know that you hate it, but I love the shape

Of how the "K" looks when you write your name

We are broken

People holding

Onto something

But I wanna hold onto you, yeah

Remember the night

That we cursed yesterday

Facing a mirror, planning our getaway?

Now it makes it easier now that we know

That I love your chin

And you love my collarbone

I spent my life learning to hate myself

You spent the night and told me to shut my mouth

Now it makes it easier now that we know

That I love your chin

And you love my collarbone

We are broken (Yeah)

People holding (You love my, you love my, yeah)

Onto something

But I wanna hold onto you, yeah

Remember the night

That we cursed yesterday

Facing a mirror, planning our getaway?

Now it makes it easier now that we know

That I love your chin

And you love my collarbone

I spent my life learning to hate myself

You spent the night and told me to shut my mouth

Now it makes it easier now that we know

That I love your chin

And you love my collarbone

Keys in the car, yeah, we can go anywhere

Aim for the stars, but you know we're famous here

Rolling around on a ten dollar rug

Your chin in my collarbone fits like a hand in a glove