Get to You

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A motel where the roaches line the room
I can smell you on my Coca-Cola shirt
I’m only asking if and when you’re mine
With your puppy clawing at my arm
I wanna break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Leave the bugs, shut the door, and get to you
I wanna get to you
Rosy, cozy in bed with you and me
A knot
I cried more leaving you than leaving God
I’ve gotta know the days I’m counting down
Til' you’re not so far away
Not so far away
I wanna break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Leave the bugs, shut the door, and get to you
I wanna get to you
I wanna not pay rent
Or do one dish
I wanna spend every day I have with you
Oh, I wanna get to you
It’s 2 pm, I’m finally waking up and you’re almost off work
And you ask me how my day went
It’s 4 am, I’m finally drifting off and you’re just getting up from your bed
You’re running late, you gotta hurry
And you can’t talk, that’s fine
You’re working hard and I adore it, adore it, adore it
Get, get to you
I wanna get to you
I wanna break every glass on the kitchenette floor
Break, break every
Break, break, break
Break every glass on the, glass on the floor, floor
Kitchenette floor
Break every glass on the
Kitchen, kitchen wo-ah
Adore it, adore it, adore it, get to you
I wanna get to you