Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Beatrice St. E , by - Overcoats. Release date: 10.06.2021
Song language: English
Beatrice St. E |
| Would you call me when you get this? |
| I know that there’s nothing left to fix |
| I just wanted to hear your voice |
| Would you meet me on Beatrice? |
| And when you reply, I’m up the block |
| Buying my tall cans by the buck |
| And when we meet at nine o’clock |
| My voice shakes when I say |
| Everything just hurts to touch |
| I know I think I think about it way too much |
| On the pavement, I spill my guts |
| A crowd’s watching but I won’t shut up, and then |
| You caught me right in the middle, darling |
| Of feeling lighter and moving on |
| They dim the lights and the music plays |
| But you catch your cab and walk away |
| And we head home again to separate places |
| You looked so good, you cut your hair |
| Just as it was in January |
| Your car broke down beneath the snow |
| And you rubbed my hands the whole walk home |
| Everything just hurts to touch (hurts to touch) |
| I know I think I think about it way too much (way too much) |
| On the pavement, I spill my guts |
| A crowd’s watching but I won’t shut up, and then |
| You caught me right in the middle, darling (middle, darling) |
| Of feeling lighter and moving on (moving on) |
| They dim the lights and the music plays |
| But you catch your cab and walk away |
| And we head home again to separate places |
| And we head home again to separate places |
| We head home, we head home, we head home to separate places |
| We head home again to separate places |
| Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on |
| Middle, darling |
| Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on |
| Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on |
| Middle, darling |
| Movin' on, movin' on, movin' on, movin' on |
| Everything just hurts to touch |
| I think I’ve really gone and fucked it on up |
| On the pavement, I spill my guts |
| A crowd’s watching but I won’t shut up, and then |
| Caught me right in the middle, darling |
| Of feeling lighter and moving on |
| They dim the lights as the music plays |
| But you catch your cab and walk away |
| And we head home again to separate places |
| We head home again to separate places |
| We head home, we head home, we head home to separate places |
| We head home again to separate places |
| Would you call me when you get this? |
| I know that there’s nothing left to fix |
| I just wanted to hear your voice |
| Would you meet on Beatrice? |
| On Beatrice (on Beatrice) |
| On Beatrice (on Beatrice) |
| On Beatrice (on Beatrice) |