Mixed Tape

You did't want to kiss me then But did, despite your friends While you tapered your own Levis jeans Minced words with make believe Caught in a teen fever dream Windy cottage lake Dressed in picnic plaids These blue blood dad's Compare mistakes Grass stains on our knees Playing Echo and The Bunnymen Is all I have and need To impress you When I get you to myself Thumbprints pressed in polaroids Of fast boats and faster boys I count the freckles on your sunburnt cheek All smiles and revery Hair gel, sails and sand We explore the night With moonlit maps of Neverland Peach Schnapps on your breath Smell of campfire smoke You stick and poke my heart to death It hurts But I let you All your secrets safe with me Let's do shots in the kitchen With your parents fast asleep Ooooooooo Summer '88 Friday night we best plan our escape Windy cottage lake Dressed in picnic plaids These blue blood dad's Compare mistakes Grass stains on our knees Playing Echo and The Bunnymen Is all I have, and need To impress you When I get you to myself It's a poster not painted It's your pink pulitzer dress You're leading me on Leading me on And care I couldn't less You're leading me on Leading me on With mixed tapes and messages