Kyle Gilbride - Half Moon lyrics

Curious impulse drifting slow in a state In the darkness, in music, our imperfect escape You're a good girl, a daughter of liars avenged And you paint such a picture, the departed, unhinged You make a splash You're adored by strangers through gla** When we f** up our rhythm this idea is a curse I invite myself in and I think I kissed you first But this glimpse at the past, it is tattered and trite Our love tastes like sugar but it pulls all the life out of me Out of me You cry to an old friend, to a hole in your heart To a ghost in the fading strokes of your glorious art And she lied when she said she would call you today And you know I couldn't blame her The pain that you make It never dies I hung it up in a wistful disguise