And I swear to god, if you touch me one more time.
You know the spot, between my hairline and my spine.
And I swear to god, if you give a compliment I’ll take this shot and hope I forget-
That I don’t even know where you’re at.
And I can’t remember the last time i held you.
And I can’t remember the last time I-
Pulled off the table cloth and every dish stayed in place.
The magic gone, and that solemn look upon your face that says, “we’re finally growing up.”
i forgot how good this record is, i picked up the vinyl at a record store figuring i would listen again eventually, and here i am the same night enjoying every track. definitely worth listening!! katt2
Julien Baker is an acquired taste - assuming of course you’ve acquired great taste in singer songwriters… beautiful, devastating, honest, insightful… I’ve not heard a single song of hers that hasn’t left me in absolute awe. crisbroadhurst
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