Light Breathing (Me And Martha Plimpton In A Fancy Elevator)

Light Breathing (Me And Martha Plimpton In A Fancy Elevator)

Lawrence Arms (The)
(album: Ghost Stories)

me and martha plimpton in an elevator her golden labrador kissed my index finger two in the morning summer saturated i´d been drinking and it´d been raining and it felt so strange cuz i didn´t know what to say and when she smiled i turned away but that´s so like me timid self conscious crippling she seemed so friendly and i must´ve seemed uninteresting soaked from walking and smelled like boozed and cigarettes i stood there listening to hear light breathing and i wanted to say that i really loved her films and i wanted to make her laugh and smile but i stood still i managed to mutter hello her eyes shining in the fancy elevator lights i stood awkwardly hands fluttering the doors parted and she said goodnight to me and her voice was like a song tht wouldn´t leave my head and i thought martha i´m running on empty and i couldn´t help but think i´d missed another chance to live but isn´t that the way it always is