Testo Astrology & Context

We snuck into water parks over the winter
And stole all the wine off the shelves
We smiled like little kids do in their pictures
Before they're aware of themselves

Now I'm stringing lights on a hospital bed
And taping up posters of Rome
They pump so much morphine into you, I'd bet You'll get there before you go home

So honey lay your head on my pillow
Wanna lay in bed with you looking at Zillow
Dreaming of a big life and a high fence
In a world where we could make sense

Now honey I'll be here in the morning
You should get some rest
La Cienega's pouring
If you see a bright light over Sunset
Tell em heaven don't deserve you yet

Lip synching to Morrissey
In a green see-through dress Me hating astrology
As much as you hate context

I wish that we could be there now
Before you got your blood tests back in August
And you still had your thick eyebrows
And I could tell a lie from being honest

So honey lay your head on my pillow
Wanna lay in bed with you looking at Zillow
Dreaming of a big life and a high fence
In a backyard burning incense

Now honey I'll be here in the morning
You should get some rest
Santa Monica's pouring
If you take a deep breath that you can't catch
Tell em heaven don't deserve you yet

We don't need report cards or fancy statistics
We never feel better from them
The space between dreaming and being realistic
I think's where I'll stay 'til the end