Molotov Jukebox Hi Life Crisis
Oh hindsight, you tricky little thing
You keep me on my toes
Thought you'd sit this complication out
But my lover's soul knows
Oh conscious you drunk stubborn thing
So prim until the wind blows
Daytime makes you stop and think
But at night my body knows
It's a hi life crisis
It's my light that's always green for you inside
Oh fickle fickle dreams
With dreams like these, would you even want me?
Old stranger, you're still standing
I need you out your clothes
Quickly before I lose my nerve
We both know how this nonsense goes
Oh new broom, you sweep up clean
Putting that swing back in my stride
The next time our fingers brush
I'll wear that same old guilty smile
It's a hi life crisis
It's my light that's always green for you inside
Oh fickle fickle dreams
With dreams like these, would you even want me?
Life is beautiful sometimes
Feels like spring is here again
Don't take it for granted
But the grass is greener
It's a hi life crisis
It's my light that's always green for you inside
Oh fickle fickle dreams
With dreams like these, would you even want me?
