The Small Calamities - cinderella

Take those flowers from your hair, this is Oakland
I was broke beyond repair, but you were open
If there's gonna be a flame, then you just set the world on fire
So take those flowers from your hair, this is everything we knew
Cinderella, please forgive me! I'm wide awake, you're barely dreaming
And I can't sleep til I get your colors all out of my head
Cinderella, please believe me: I'm trying to change, so won't you let me?
I'm not ready to get your colors all out of my head
They say November's gonna come, well I am ready for a fight
Take no credit for your sins, just keep it empty
There's a little piece of you on the dashboard of my car
Sometimes I think about walking into traffic
Screaming out your name, and waiting for the dam to break
Cinderella, please forgive me! I'm running scared across your garden
And I can't stop til I get your colors all out of my head
Cinderella, run and chase me… It's getting late
I know you're weary but I'm not ready to get your colors all out of my head
And the radio was telling me it's gonna change, or maybe I should try to get some sleep
I saw you listening to Death Cab on the internet, I guess it's nice to know you're also sad
Cinderella, don't forsake me—I know it's dumb, but we're still breathing
I know I've tried to get your colors all out of my head
Cinderella, please forget me—I'm giving up, I'm tired of asking
And maybe this way I'll get your colors all out of my head

Written by:
Troy D Gappa, Christopher Alan Jr Wolf, Dorian Vanswain Ford, Raul Hernandez, Zachariah Edward Montana Roane

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