Spring Break 1871 Lyrics

i knew a girl once
who forced her craft
with flasks full of shit
that'd take the paint off a cadillac.
i told her once,
"you're so goddamn vain."
she thought this song was about her but it ain't (except for that line.)
put a pen to the paper, wrote "moving on."
it's been a good amount of time since you been gone
and all the same bands still playing the same songs
and all the same girls not making the same calls but
i keep my chin up,
cause you know i fly right. c
rossed sights make an old flame re-ignite.
i could start a forest fire with a match tip.
i could reach into a haystack and pull out a sewing kit.
i like girls that are sensible, actions not reprehensible.
get me a cutie with her nose in a book who's modest about her good looks.

woahh angel, work to get your head straight.
you've been sleeping half a decade.

she'll be marilyn i'll be arthur miller.
oh i will be rick and my girl will be ilsa but this time she's not leaving the ground
cause somehow we're gonna figure it out. we'll make it work like the night shift,
flirt like we're bright kids
dropping references to the shit that we're liking.
before you know it she'll be wearing my clothes and her voice will be inside of my phone
cause you know when i hit the road she'll be missing my x's, my o's, my hugs n' kisses.
existing just to sing and dance for the kids but every now and then some bitch will wanna talk shit.
though it seems like when i write i've got good technique cause my tongue's got a condo inside of my cheek.
i'm renting space for the bitties too cause you know that's how i do.