Art Rush - Through The Wife lyrics

Car wash invasion, dollface compact drive Shining pink guitars, boxed-in flame beehives Through the wife Reputation dogs him, he's not of this earth He's got melting cherry eyes and bustling belt marks Through the wife Sanctified disorder, the indigo parade Punk rock blondes in shadows travelling to crack Through the wife She can't control his avalanche, she can't control the gla** He can't control his steering wheel, he can't control his walls Through the wife She's got a best friend that she calls her wife They say it's a pet name but I know better Cause I've seen how they pa** the time when the sun comes up and the pool gets deeper I've seen what they get up to from the top of this saccharine lamp post I've seen her face get all flushed up for a ten dollar pair of shoes What did we have? We sure had something, wish I didn't f** it all up I'll be honest, I often miss you when I really think about it All I ever wanted was to see you fight back To witness your generals plan an attack Which was stupid and shortsighted now I think about it Cruel Don't worry baby Cruel Everything will be alright I guess I gotta live and learn