Thank Me With Your Hands

I think I’m gonna leave Brooklyn for awhile. I think I’m going to Oakland for a while. I’m gonna wear shorts and I’m not gonna Cry when I listen to “wild horses” Because… I dig kelps all day You and me we’re not the same We speak in sounds The secret sounds that Secretly slang You didn’t – you didn’t hurt me I’ve got no feelings left Let’s not talk about it We never did so why start now Let’s just go back to your place And not talk about it there I was thinking we should sleep in separate beds, but the heats gone to my head Let’s get tired at the same time (tonight) Stop fucking Stop fucking with me I’ll stop fucking with you too It’s hard to do I love you