April to Death lyrics

[Verse 1]
Three bullets in a wedding dress
Well, I know he'll kill me, but I love that boy to death
Felt it bad when he took those pills
Saying "Ha ha ha, we're going straight to hell"

[Verse 2]
The smell of sweat and sweetness in your room
Yeah, I was scared, but what can you do?
You turn around and tell me it's okay
But my hands have still got the morphine shakes

[Verse 3]
I'm alive but I don't know where I am
Wanna leave but I don't know if I can
Drop out of art school
Spend my life in hotel bedrooms

[Verse 4]
I think I saw him slow-mo crashing on the interstate
Think I saw him sleeping through a hurricane
He's a violent man and his heart's decayed
He's a liar but I just can't stay away

[Chorus]
And he's smoking out the window every morning
While I get high in the bathroom
We're always on the upswing, baby
Phosphenes in our starry eyes today
April to our deathbed
We're always on the upswing, baby
[Instrumental Pause]

[Verse 5]
He's got a new girl and I'm sure that she's alright
But he still calls me late at night
Never meant to leave him here like this
Voicemail sings a f*cking wreck

[Verse 6]
I'm still written in his arm
Six years between the thing he wants
Nose bleeds like an afterthought
Baby, don't breathe out, it's all we've got

[Verse 7]
Live life on endless holiday
You're so fun, but I've got bills to pay
I don't love any of these men
Just want to feel the most I can

[Chorus]
And he's smoking out the window every morning
While I get high in the bathroom
We're always on the upswing, baby
Phosphenes in our starry eyes today
April to our deathbed
We're always on the upswing, baby
[Refrain]
Soft skin press cold hands sleep sweet sleep gentle
Hey, baby, are you okay?
You're always on my mind

Coffee stains, radio static, slice my collarbones
I love a boy who's made of gold
I love a boy with curly hair and river eyes
And he's smoking out the window every morning

While I get high in the bathroom
We're always on the upswing, baby

[Outro]
Lightning in our fingertips today
I jump each time you touch me
We're always on the upswing, baby
Phosphenes in our starry eyes today
April to our deathbed
We're always on the upswing, baby