Where The Names Are Real

I can still remember the number they pinned to my shirt

It was a talent show for kids and I was an introvert

But with you, Emely, I inherently

Feel like nothing, babe, till you look at me

I wanna overexpose the photograph with you

Oh, my kingdom, my kingdom for that moment you undress

We both know they started wars over smaller shit than this

Babe, I'm in love with you

Let it be, let it be mistaken and then let it be right

I mean how can it be flawless if the flaws are written down deep inside?

And maybe they want you just as much, honey, as I want you

And maybe they can love you in manners that I can never do

But it doesn't mean I don't have my ways

Yeah

Is it good enough?

Can it pass for love?

I wanna ride with you, baby, till the wheels come off

We're a strip club, honey, where the names are real

Yeah, babe, I'm in love with you

Babe, I'm in love, in love with you

'Cause, babe, I'm in love with you

Please stay, I'm in love, in love with you

When there is sand in the machine

And there are glitches on the screen

I promise you no dirty tricks

No choo choo trainwrecks

I sing a song and I do the talk

The ding dong and the, the quack quack

When I'm paranoid, when I distrust

When pornography is looking back at us

We have enough, enough to consume

Yeah, there is comfort in abundance in this room

If they change the lock, if ever they change the lock

If they change the lock, we just don't give a fuck

'Cause I can lay my head on every stone

When I'm with you, girl, I'll call it home

I lose my edge when I'm with you

What do I care?

Just want to be corny for you

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It's simple as

Babe, I'm in love with you

Babe, I'm in love, in love with you

Yeah, babe, I'm in love with you

Come on now stay, I'm in love, in love with you

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