Desert Bloom - Thursday Lyrics

Alright, alright everybody
I wrote this song on a Thursday
I think it's gonna be called Thursday
That's pretty much it
Alright
I can't believe it's Thursday already
A cabin fever dream too rough for me
I'm waiting for the lightning to strike me twice
Oh, baby, you know
I'll dissolve you with a poor man's poetry
Pistol-whip me back to my last summer
Teleport me back to something sweet
I see the light down Plato's sickly handgun
'Cause I know
That love is just a symptom of the weak
But I know that
Maybe I don't need to
But I can't analyze you
A TV smile, she's lying through her knees again
Oh, Charlie
Another reason to regret
Oh, I'd trust you, girl
But I gotta be home by sunset
Too cruel
For me to think I'd never fall back through
Too cruel
For me to think I'd never fall back through
I can't believe I'm 30 already
A window into who I'm meant to be
A burned-out bachelor, blister up my organs
'Cause I know
It's inevitable, I'll be your washed-up refugee
But you're too
Too cruel
For me to think I'd never fall back through
Too cruel
For me to think I'd never fall back through
Too cruel
For me to blink and crawl right back to you