silverlake

Madewell tee, Sephora lips, a vintage jacket

And a whisky sour attitude

You spark electric from across the room

I wonder if you feel it too

But you don't see me, you don't care or give a damn

Another shadow flickers in your light

You're breaking hearts across Los Angeles

And it's just another Friday night

There's something different about you

But I don't even know your name

So I'll call you

Silverlake, my eastside place, we can get away

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign

Silverlake, my eastside place, I can be your mistake

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign

Tattoos, all the ink across your body

And a black and white tapestry

Every one a fucking mystery

The chapters of your history

But this current is recurrent and I'm spinning

When you turn around and we lock eyes

Runaway, you'll be my everything

And I can just be your night

There's something different about you

But I don't even know your name

So I'll call you

Silverlake, my eastside place, we can get away

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign

Silverlake, my eastside place, I can be your mistake

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign

If you ask me, we can escape and run away

From tomorrow, and yesterday

Bodies tangled, burning candles, I won't say

That I want you to stay

Silverlake, my eastside place, we can get away

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign

Silverlake, my eastside place, I can be your mistake

Cigarettes under midnight skies

Waiting for you at the junction sign