Small Bones
THE COURTEENERS · Concrete Love 2014 · Track 03 of 11
Written by Liam Fray
She left her coat down in the club To see if I would offer mind Rather wrap my arm around her Feel the small bones in her spine
She moved to London yesterday Told me I had missed my chance Didn't seem to seem that way When she's asking me to dance When she's asking me to dance When she's asking me to dance When she's asking me to dance
Sunglasses tucked down her top I'd break the law to catch her eye Her effervescence was effortless Nonchalant, Bona-Fide
She doesn't live that far away Medium-distance romance Just a virgin pendolino And she's asking me to dance And she's asking me to dance And she's asking me to dance And she's asking me to dance
Small bones Rest on me now Rest on me now
Be weirder, said what you need to say
I've seen you in my dreams honey I've watched you in my sleep We were drinking in the bars darlin' Dancing down the street