The sun sets at 7:30
And I'm hesitating to hear this one out
I don't think that it's going to hurt me
But I have always lived inside your mouth
And 20 years from now
Will I look back with two bright eyes?
And next time I drive downtown
Will light flutter by while I realize
That I'm losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days, oh I'm
Losing my azalea days
They say there's no place like home
Is there anywhere I'd rather be?
Everybody's living in a glass town
When it shatters, when you bleed, will you cry out?
Under a scarlet sky
You do enough for yourself
But the lights across the bay are bright
And I'm a moth to your flame
You only have a year left to spend
On the stories that you'll tell
Until you die
Until you die
You only have a year left to spend
On the stories that you'll tell
Until you die
Until you die
Cause I'm losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Cause I'm losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Losing my azalea days
Please call me a faggot on my way out the door
So i can pretend i deserve to hate you