Blood Orange

See the sky [a-broiling] in the color of a blood orange

Hear they’re cracking [ ] of the front metal of the screen door hinge

Loving like lovers that know they’re going to hang

Sweating bullets and reloading over and over again

Midnight comes, it’s a hundred and one

So much never gets said or done

The rain is only a rumor

Over before it’s begun

Over before it’s begun

Kissing each other like it’s our last meal

Touching like we’re blind and relying on the feel

See the sky [a-broiling] like the color of a boiling blood orange

Hear they’re cracking [ ] of the front metal of the screen door hinge

Midnight comes, it’s a hundred and one

So much never gets said or done

The rain is only a rumor

Over before it’s begun

Over before it’s begun

One, two, three, four

Yeah