Broke

Cigarettes, and shit talk after sex you feel like a breath underwater

If I'm dead, then this dream is where id rather be

When you dance, its that silver silhouette, you're the neon butterfly in the corner

And i bet, theres not a soul that can prove me wrong

I know theres nothing wrong

With wandering the world on our own

I know theres nothing wrong

With sleeping in the back of my van in the sun (now I)

Got no money to my name, nothing to keep us afloat

I will give you it all if you don't care I'm broke

Don't need no fame, no desire, just some cheap red wine

To keep us up all night, don't give a fuck if i'm

Broke (yeah) Broke (yeah) Broke (yeah) Broke

Lets get drunk, and talk about the world like its dying and we are the saviours

Who are you, to say that its not the truth?

I got the fever, I'm sick I've got no reason to heal my soul

My love, I've got a thousand words but three you only need to know

I know theres nothing wrong

With wandering the world on our own

I know theres nothing wrong

With sleeping in the back of my van in the sun (now I)

Got no money to my name, nothing to keep us afloat

I will give you it all if you don't care I'm broke

Don't need no fame, no desire, just some cheap red wine

To keep us up all night, don't give a fuck if i'm

Broke (yeah) Broke (yeah) Broke (yeah) Broke