Skylar Gudasz Just Friends
Impatiens the blue in your boutineer
You stop the car for a smoke when we're almost there
But hey, hey
I ain't the kind to rush
Cause we're just friends
Legs for days and a speakeasy grin
At the party lines of first class broads waiting to pour gin
But hey, hey
I ain't the kind to crush
Cause we're just friends
And in the darker hours, when your room light's out
Am I fixture there in your mind
Like you are in mine
Sometimes
It's a good thing it's dark when the sparklers go
Cause the line of your lengthy shadow's a devil's breath too close
And I ain't the kind to blush
Cause we're just friends
Yes it's these darker hours when the moonlight's out
Making everything look all fit up for a king
Oh these late hours when it;s just stars and troublemakers out
Friend, why are we staying in?
