Finger-Nailed for You

I like the warm nights, I like the rain fall
I like it best when it used to be
Some pretty somewhere, where we’ll share
A mixtape and a cigarette
If I could cuddle up your lies
Still finger-nailed for you
I like the photograph of the photographs
And the tough teeth of Mexico
I like the short breath before the big rest
Although I never let it go
If I could cuddle up your lies
Still finger-nailed for you
Still finger-nailed for you
I like the warm nights, I like the rain fall
I like it best when it used to be
Some pretty somewhere, where we’ll share
A mixtape and a cigarette
If I could cuddle up your lies
Still finger-nailed for you
Still finger-nailed for you