collarbone

You hate your chin, and I hate my collarbone My ribs are too big, and you'd buy another nose If you could afford it with all of the change You make at the tables you wait My hair is boring, and you hate the sound of your Voice in recordings, and ever since we packed up And left Philadelphia, we thought the light Of the coast would make everything right, but We are broken People holding Onto something But I wanna hold onto you, yeah Remember the night that we cursed yesterday Facing a mirror, planning our getaway? Now it makes it easier now that we know That I love your chin, and you love my collarbone Here's to the arm that you broke in sixth grade, and it Never really healed and it gets in the way, and I Know that you hate it, but I love the shape Of how the "K" looks when you write your name We are broken People holding Onto something But I wanna hold onto you, yeah Remember the night that we cursed yesterday Facing a mirror, planning our getaway? Now it makes it easier now that we know That I love your chin, and you love my collarbone I spent my life learning to hate myself You spent the night, you told me to shut my mouth Now it makes it easier now that we know That I love your chin, and you love my collarbone We are broken (yeah) People holding (you love my, you love my, yeah) Onto something But I wanna hold onto you, yeah Remember the night that we cursed yesterday Facing a mirror, planning our getaway? Now it makes it easier now that we know That I love your chin, and you love my collarbone I spent my life learning to hate myself You spent the night, you told me to shut my mouth Now it makes it easier now that we know That I love your chin, and you love my collarbone (Oh) (Oh) Keys in the car, yeah, we can go anywhere Aim for the stars, but you know we're famous here Rolling around on a ten-dollar rug Your chin in my collarbone fits like a hand in a glove