Paroles de ' Montreal ' par Penelope Scott

Y'got four for thanksgiving, twenty-one for the lord
I haven't counted in a while it might be a few more
Then there's seven days for Spring and maybe one more in between
And then on top of all the everything assuming I survive
Another ninety-day Summer's gonna take my fucking life

And I would rather die
And let me make it clear
It's nobody's fault but I think we all know
That I won't make it to Montreal

And I don't wanna die
I'll jump before I'll fall
And I'm having lots of fun
But I won't make it to Montreal

I got five pretty skirts I've got sweaters in drawers
I've got a a nice big blanket and carpeted floors
I've got lovers on lovers, friends on friends
The fucking fun just never ends

You like to talk about the future as if it's real
And when you tell me that you love me I can almost feel it
But the wires won't connect and your blood has been rejected
And it doesn't really matter if I make it through the night because
Another fucking Summer's gonna take my fucking life

And I'd just rather die
It's boredom over all
And I'm having lots of fun
But I won't make it to Montreal

And I don't wanna die
But I'll jump before I'll fall
And did you really think so
I mean no one fucking thought I'd make it
To Montreal

It's not that it's a bad plan no the plan fuckin' slapped
I was so excited you don't know how fuckin' bad
I wanted all of it the coffee job the weather the apartment
But I don't want anything anymore
I don't know I guess I just got bored
It doesn't matter where the trolly goes this time
Because soon enough the Summer's gonna take my fucking life

And I would rather die
And let me make it clear
It's nobody's fault but I think we all know
That I won't make it to Montreal

And I don't wanna die
I don't wanna get left behind
But it's better half than none
I hope to God you have some fun

Go get laid in Montreal
The world's so big and I'm too small
You guys are different you could have it all
I hope you make it to Montreal