Fake Tans
Desperate Nights and Streetlight Confessions
Lyrics
When we met, I thought you were a gorge
Upon our initial meeting, I perceived you as stunning.
Said that man is a canyon waiting on a pour
You claimed that a man is like a canyon, anticipating an emotional release.
And they tell me: you're just a crack in a summer night's sleep
Others assert that you're merely a small flaw in the tranquility of a summer night's rest.
But in the streetlight's pool I know, this is a hole I'm going to keep
Despite these opinions, under the illumination of streetlights, I recognize that you are a void I want to retain.
When he says I'm not in a truck waiting outside
Contrary to what he claims, I am not waiting in a truck parked outside.
I'm not something you do next time
I am not someone you can consider casually or for the future.
I'm just a gate that you left open
I am like an open gate that you neglected, and this oversight will be memorable.
And you'll never forget about it
You will not be able to forget about me.
Never forget about him
This also applies to him; you will not forget about him.
So I get desperate I call in to the midnight radio
Facing desperation, I reach out to the midnight radio for solace.
Gonna tell the Wolfman I feel like no one ever has before
I plan to confide in the Wolfman, expressing emotions never articulated before.
And don't tell me, people have always been sweating
Dismiss the notion that people have always been under pressure; my feelings are unique.
When I'm sweating through the months you used to
While enduring the passing months, I sweat, reminiscent of the times we used to share.
Have to get a fake tan
Back when applying a fake tan was necessary.
And he says, I'm not in a truck waiting outside
Similar to before, I am not stationed in a truck awaiting your attention.
I'm not something you do next time
I am not a choice for the next occasion.
I'm just a gate that you left open
As a neglected gateway, my presence lingers, with no comparable precedent.
And you'll find no precedent for this:
There is no prior experience to match the intensity of our current situation.
It's never been as hot as it is
It has never been as emotionally charged as it is now.
But then, guess I don't need that fake tan
Despite the heat, I realize that I don't require the artificiality of a fake tan.
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