Hollow Bedroom - Waxahatchee
I left like I got my way
But truly I left with nothing at all
When I saw you the next day
I knew they'd hear our breath through these walls
we are late
we are loud
we'll remain connected as you're reading out loud
Mirroring a staggered youth
Flowered with nerves and shadows and truth
And it swept in
Like a strong wind
I don't believe I care at all
What they hear through these walls
