Cold water breaking at our feet
I pull up the ankles of my pants, and you laugh at me
And we came down here to see the sunset
But we're in a bad spot and I can't see it
But its shimmer's reflecting like blazes
Melting the floor to ceiling windows of
Great big houses on a beach in Northern California, and you-
Point out the dark of the trees, and you were right about it scaring me
And I was right about you scaring me too, mm
Cold feeling rising in my throat
Flying down Blood Alley with one hand on your phone
And you point out the danger of this street
And you were right about it scaring me
And I was right about you scaring me too
I was right about you
I was right about you scaring me too
