Lemonade

Sunshine clings to your wet skin You know how this game begins Let's savor the satisfaction of nervousness While you pull me in You with your lemonade lips Touch my strawberry hips and it makes me feel sweetly sick You with your warm golden grip That you'll never forget I want to slip into you sunday I want to slip into you sunday Grass stains on your blue jeans weekends Rated R memories with our friends Bottles opened up by narcissists As you cut off my words with two lips You with your lemonade lips Touch my strawberry hips and it makes me feel sweetly sick You with your warm golden grip That you'll never forget I want to slip into you sunday I want to slip into you sunday I was so captivated by how you wore life But know you know what it's like I was so captivated by how you could say goodbye But now you know what it's like To be on the other side You with your lemonade lips Touch my strawberry hips and it makes me feel sweetly sick You with your warm golden grip That you'll never forget I want to slip into you sunday I want to slip into you sunday