Hello, I’ve waited here for you… Everlong.
Tonight, I throw myself into,
And out of the red, out of her head she sang.
Come down and waste away with me, down with me…
Slow how, you wanted it to be,
I’m over my head, out of her head she sang.
And I wonder when I sing along with you,
“I love her smile, I love her hair, I love her teeth. I love this heart-shaped birthmark she has on her neck. I love the way she sometimes, licks her lips before she talks. I love the sound of her laugh”
“I hate summer, I hate her crooked teeth. I hate her 1960s haircut. I hate her knobby knees. I hate her cockroach-shaped splotch on her neck. I hate the way she smacks her lips before she talks. I hate the way she sounds when she laughs”
-Logic. 500 Days of summer.