Peach Songtext

amity and new ports
we bought them somewhere else
your disregard poked like a thorn
i recite it from memory
as you drag your focus through me

our summer's indiscretions
they're fuzzy like a peach
your aid is less assuring
when you can't practice what you preach
i worked too hard to watch you
fuck it up and try my luck
and i won't
tell me that i'm right or
tell me that i'm thinking straight
i got caught up and
you're a few years too late
the bright lights, the beer on your breath
middle school chaos contest
play up the prophetic view
our summer's indiscretions
they're fuzzy like a peach
your aid is less assuring
when you can't practice what you preach
i worked too hard to watch you
fuck it up and try my luck
and i won't
tell me there's a reason and i won't