Tijuana Vs Albuquerque by Grace Gale Lyrics

Let's refuse to write this down, we're only here another day
Still standing on the cusp, we'll never get to tell this

Let's burn this house down, before they all see it

What's right? 'Cause, no one asked
Better get this done before we get home again
To see the one's who know
There's nothing distinct in this
No time to watch the flames, just run

(It's burning) Just shut your eyes
(Watch the ashes) What fun

This is just a reminder

Goodbye, it's on to the next town
Your food will taste better in our van
Don't care what club you say you own
Just worry about your things when you get home
Goodbye, it's on to the next town
Your food will taste better in our van
Don't care what club you say you own
Just worry about your things when you get home this evening
One kiss and the doors still open
You taste like a bad decision, baby
One kiss and the doors still open
You taste like a bad decision, baby
One kiss and the doors still open
You taste like fun

These rumors are true (are true)
You're mad they're not about you
These rumors are true (are true)
You're mad they're not about you
These rumors are true (are true)
You're mad they're not about you
These rumors are true (are true)
You're mad they're not about you

Your kiss capsized this shipwreck
Your words killed us
In no way is this victim-less
Our heart goes to the next sailor whose sucked in

Let's burn this house down before they all know us

What's right? 'Cause no one asked
There's nothing distinct in this
No time to watch the flames just run
It's burning, just shut your eyes
Watch the ashes, what fun
What fun
What fun