It's Golden Hour Somewhere

Is this what you needed?

Is this what it's worth?

To see the hidden folders, tool tipping out the dirt

I wish that I could kiss the pixels off your lips

Describe our naked bodies over Zoom call partnerships

Is this why you see him at Tesla dealerships?

His watch doesn't have his name on

How will he know it's his?

The sun reflected light off hilltop window pane

His grass is the wrong shade of green, but he can pay to make a change

They'll tell you this is normal

They'll tell you this is love

I'm not sure if the stuff I want is even worth the price it costs

Three cars in every garage, and six seats between 'em

They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

Is this why you need me?

To break what you can't chew?

To ram the Holy Scriptures down throats in tennis shoes?

Our Father, who art thou, Central Monterey

Take it from me, baby

It's worse when you can't pay

It's worse when you can't pay

It's worse when you can't pay

They'll tell you this is normal

They'll tell you this is love

I'm not sure if the stuff I want is even worth the price it costs

Three cars in every garage, and six seats between 'em

They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

So tell me, is it normal to totally lose your mind?

I won't announce my sheer descent

But, holy fuck, there will be signs

We're all on a CFIT

So take what you see fit

They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

(It's golden hour somewhere)

(It's golden hour somewhere)

(It's golden hour somewhere)

They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself