FUNERAL GREY

11 pm she walked in with her friends

And now I'm tripping off the deep end

So call me a Lyft or a black hearse

'Cause I know you'll make my head spin, yeah

And I said, "What's your favorite color?" She pointed at her waist

And I said, "That's not a color, it's a shade"

She said, "Don't disagree with me," and then

And then she walked away

I didn't get her name

I can't explain

The look on her face

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

And now it's killing me

I just want you to be

My next mistake

That I'm gonna make

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

3 am she walked in, took a hit

I said, "That shit is gonna kill you"

She kinda smiled and she blew it in my face

And said, "Well, now you're gonna die too"

Yeah, I said that you can call me, beep me

If you want my skin

She rolled her eyes and then she said

"I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit"

And then she walked away

I didn't get her name

I can't explain

The look on her face

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

And now it's killing me

I just want you to be

My next mistake

That I'm gonna make

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

Float my way

I'm melting for you

Float my way

I'm melting for you

She walked away

I didn't get her name

I can't explain

The look on her face

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

And now it's killing me

I just want you to be

My next mistake

That I'm gonna make

She wore a sweater

In summer weather, yeah

She wore a sweater

It was funeral grey

Float my way

I'm melting for you

Float my way

I'm melting for you