[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...)