[Verse 1]
My father used to tease me
Buried in my sleep, he would hear my pleas
Whispering names in lavender haze
I'm nervous, a nervous system
Yes your kiss hurts, short circuit skirts
And weathered veins, they don't work the same, anymore
[Chorus]
You're gonna wake up the night
You're gonna make things alright, alright?
[Verse 2]
I find it strange, washing my face
I miss my lips they, they're still stained with taste
Squeezed in between your two front teeth
Pale innocence
[Chorus]
You're gonna wake up the night
You're gonna make things alright, alright?
Alright? Alright
(Pale innocence, pale innocence...)