Patrick Boyer - Perfume

I stayed up way too late
Reading the book of Dorian Gray
She gave me for the weekend
And now I'm drowning in the deep end
Her electric gaze left me paralyzed
As she finalized her plans to hit the city
Now I feel like Walter Mitty
I know that I was a mess when you were seventeen
Now every time I try to call you'll leave the dial ring
You keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
You me, code red
I stumble into your hotel room
I'll stay, awake
Cause I can't dream without you
And you keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Time and time again I collect
The photos on my walls that represent
The past and hopes that lead me
But I guess it's still deceiving me
She's gone and moved to Pittsburgh
God damn I fucking miss her
I guess I'll never find the ever after (Ever after)
The medicine in my veins keeps me soliciting
And every time you wanna talk I swear I'm listening
You keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
You me, code red
I stumble into your hotel room
I'll stay, awake
Cause I can't dream without you
And you keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
You keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
You me, code red
I stumble into your hotel room
I'll stay, awake
Cause I can't dream without you
And you keep, my head
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume
Cluttered with the smell of your perfume

Written by:
Patrick Boyer

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