June Of 44 - I Get My Kicks for You lyrics

We write songs like letters I've saved shining scars I've saved your drawings of moons and space-ships and stars It's time to try out health I'm gonna try and be okay for you Now there's no providence Or a rainy Arabic wine Floating tense in Paris Insomnia and dreams Down filled pillows No constants Numbers 13, 11, 407 You can accept celestial facts about short attention spans Or swallow potential heart attacks I'll still open your letters And sing your songs It's confusing to wake up Cliché And go to sleep alone I want to hear your voice Even if it's only through the phone This thing between us is scientific But I'd like to practice it to get it straight I'll talk to you soon Like a wisdom tooth extraction Oh, you know it had to happen