John Hughes Endings by Hanalei Lyrics
She's blue under red lights
Drowning in a dive bar
She's framed in the window
With two of her friends
Mixed drinks and pop songs
And bland conversations
She puts on a fake smile
Over desperate green eyes
She's searching for that savior, she is settling for less
Choking on her fairytales and those John Hughes endings
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
She's nailed to the white picket with her heart on her sleeve
He's crushed in the corner
In the company of bad posture
And trying to look busy
Peeling the label from a beer
Broke down and bitter
He is slow dancing with spite
He puts some change in the juke box
And speaks through a song
He's searching for that savior, he is settling for less
Strangled by those standards and those John Hughes endings
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
He's nailed to the white picket with his heart on his sleeve
Two arrows struck when their eyes first crossed paths
They were paralyzed by each other causing cupid's content
He broke the stare shyly, she brushed her hair from her face
They were pulled to each other by the center of the room
And with his heart jumping he tried to try hello
She blessed his cheek with a kiss before he could speak
And he took her hand, they took to the door
They were red under dark skies and smooth summer rain
We're searching for those saviors, we're settling for less
It's so self inflicted when dreams become deadly
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
We're all nailed to the white pickets with our hearts on our sleeves
Drowning in a dive bar
She's framed in the window
With two of her friends
Mixed drinks and pop songs
And bland conversations
She puts on a fake smile
Over desperate green eyes
She's searching for that savior, she is settling for less
Choking on her fairytales and those John Hughes endings
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
She's nailed to the white picket with her heart on her sleeve
He's crushed in the corner
In the company of bad posture
And trying to look busy
Peeling the label from a beer
Broke down and bitter
He is slow dancing with spite
He puts some change in the juke box
And speaks through a song
He's searching for that savior, he is settling for less
Strangled by those standards and those John Hughes endings
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
He's nailed to the white picket with his heart on his sleeve
Two arrows struck when their eyes first crossed paths
They were paralyzed by each other causing cupid's content
He broke the stare shyly, she brushed her hair from her face
They were pulled to each other by the center of the room
And with his heart jumping he tried to try hello
She blessed his cheek with a kiss before he could speak
And he took her hand, they took to the door
They were red under dark skies and smooth summer rain
We're searching for those saviors, we're settling for less
It's so self inflicted when dreams become deadly
But there will be soft skin and pillows to share
We're all nailed to the white pickets with our hearts on our sleeves