Michelle Zauner - Year of the Sunhouse lyrics

Can you feel me smile into your palm With the hand that's covering up my mouth? And I hope I'm not as stupid as I sound Would you cut me out if I put out? Every time I see you look my way You look so good, like you're mocking me They ask are you still playing basement shows with the band? Doing the music thing? Well yes I f**ing am! And something feels good in my sunhouse–your moon In the cold, hard light of dawn–with attitude! Neurological tendency won't get the best of me I am more than a bundle of pain receptors So come on let's take a trip Down to the south, we'll sleep in shifts I'll do all of I-95, you do 66 And something feels good in my sunhouse–your moon Something feels good in my sunhouse–your moon (x2)