Fever Dream Girl Lyrics - Kyle Craft

Was the the train wreck? 

Was she your last drag? 

Was she the little piece of mind you thought you once had? 

Was she the cure-all, or just the disease? 

Was she the ransack, or the good denim jeans? 

Maybe the money spent 

Maybe the bad nights 

Maybe the deep wound left behind a spider bite 

Maybe the head hung inside a toilet seat 

Maybe the vampire searching for someone to bleed 

Hey, it's whatever she wants to be 

Hey, that's whatever she's gonna be 

Out there roaming the night 

Guess I'm the only boy she won't bite 

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Was she the wedding dress drenched all in gasoline? 

Was she the new-age Jezebel dog treat? 

Was she the warhead, or the firecracker? 

Was she death itself, or whatever comes after? 

Maybe a suckerpunch 

Maybe the common thread 

Maybe the gray teeth pulling on a cigarette 

Maybe the absolute 

Maybe the in-between 

Maybe a fortune teller with no-one there to read 

And she waits, and she knows herself too well 

She stares at her hands, but still can't tell 

When good luck comes around 

She packs up all her cards and jumps town 

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Was she the trophy wife? 

Was she the wanderer? 

Was she the only spell in life that you've been under? 

Was she the broken string, or the whole symphony? 

Maybe the upright, perfectly out-of-key 

Maybe a tar pick filled up with ancient bone 

Maybe the footsteps you hear when you're home alone 

Maybe the prize bird losing its feathers 

Maybe the glue that just won't hold your shit together 

Was she the blood moon that means disaster? 

Maybe she's nothing close to what you think you're after 

When all at once, man, you wake and come to 

You know exactly what it is that she was to you