Chasing money and perfume
To get by got you
You moved out of my view
I don't wait no more for the news
Keeping a hard line
Is too much I'm hillside
Dream of perfume
As you drift from the room
To a spot on the edge of her bed
Caught in a lie
As you hide to the side
Til summertime makes you dance
Looking out the rear view
Nothing there for you
But at night it turns out
You still drown and can't fly
Just a truth burns down
Your house and whole life
Dream of perfume
As you drift from the room
To a spot on the edge of her bed
Caught in a lie
As you hide to the side
Til summertime makes you dance