Biltmores Pigeonhole Blacktop
I'm tired ofSwitching gears
To find a way
To get through these years
To get through these years
I've been waiting for you here
But you don't call
How can I catch you
If you don't let yourself fall?
It's costing me
Half my mind
To wait and see
If you have the time
If you have the time
I've been waiting for you here
But you don't call
How can I catch you
If you don't let yourself fall?
If I can't catch you
Don't know what I'd to
I've been driving round, talking 'bout leaving
I've been thinking loud, shocked 'bout believing
Once you get what you got, pigeonhole blacktop
You got to get a spot that keeps it as a backdrop
And that's all you do
This will evaporate because that is how it's seeming
Don't want to instigate through black and white
dreaming
I try to keep inside, this jar of hardened feelings
Just to keep this old paperback appealing
And that's all you do
Nothing stays new
You got those silky eyes, open-closed blinking
Pride those milky thighs, bourbon-brown I'm drinking
You got to stick around, I got to, got to have this
When you're upside down, it's cocoa-coated golden bliss
And that's all you do
The road is up to you
It's up to you
What you're gonna do
It's up to you
What you're gonna do
