rory - Intellectual

[Intro]

døves, døves, døves

Pick me up and flip the car

I just wanna die in your arms

And we don't fuck with bottles at the bar

Percocets and Xanax on my card

And I'm in LBC with Cold Hart

GBC in East L.A., come run up, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in Los Angeles

Broken neck

Heavy head

Cigarettes

Silhouettes

Shiverin'

Hold it in

Half breaths

My eyes are red from all of this, and I think this is it

Leg over the ledge

So why don't you love me back?

(døves, døves, døves)

So why don't you love me back?

We shared smoke

You shared the words behind your lips

And I was alone

I wasn't anything at all

You're just tall bones

With your soft skin against my neck

And the tears on it

And the words I left you with were my own

But my hands shake, and my legs break

I swear that you don't ache like I ache

I swear that you can't hate like I hate

I know there's passion in the pain, I can't relate

[Bridge: døves & Conor Murphy]

So why don't you love me back?

Envelop my scars, like you broke down and held me

While I'm feignin' addiction, all this time out in LA

Like, I swear that I'm trying and I swear that you're helping

And I swear I'm a good man

I swear, I'm a good man

So why don't you love me back?!