Lyrics Eryn Smith - The Matches

Eryn Smith

Well if you ever go down to Huntington
There is a girl there that is named Eryn
She’s got ADD, but isn’t bored with me
At least not yet, she said
With a 'zine in between
Her bohemian jeans
Half sober
She’s a dog in heat
And proud of that cliché.
ok-ok, ok, ok
She’s a can of mixed nuts
With a damn nice butt
It’s over
But more and more
She tries to make me stay, ok-ok, ok, ok
Eryn Smith, I don’t want you to hate me
You should know you educate me
You should know you make me want to say
You’re bitchin'
And I just want you to hold me
Though I know we’ll leave here lonely
'cause in the end, it’s meant to be that way anyway
She hacks her hair shorter on the left side
'cause if you caught her cute
She’d be horrified
She says you’re gonna eat popcorn in the dark
And pay ten bucks to watch her life one day
With a 'zine in between
Her bohemian jeans
Half sober
She’s a dog in heat
And proud of that cliché.
ok-ok, ok, ok
She’s a can of mixed nuts
With a damn nice butt
It’s over
But more and more
She tries to make me stay, ok-ok, ok, ok
Eryn Smith, I don’t want you to hate me
You should know you educate me
You should know you make me want to say
You’re bitchin'
And I just want you to hold me
Though I know we’ll leave here lonely
'cause in the end, it’s meant to be that way anyway
Let’s go…
You should know I think so much of you
You should think I don’t think of you much
But that’s not true
You’re the dimple in my cheeks
That I can’t spit out
You’re the smile in my eyes
That I can’t cry out
The word «subtle» is not a word that goes with
Eryn Smith