White Gold Lyrics - Grow Up & Blow Away - Metric

Piss-poor, ride in her sun bathing fireside 

We're here for the porn and the sirloin 

Get your T-bone 

Let your backbone slide 

Tunnel and sky collide 

Lose friends to the air waves and the airlines 

I wanna make it right 

Some future in my eyes, bright 

Hush don't explain 

When you water down my name 

I'll be up too late 

Call me when you get 

Better at your game 

You haven't beat me yet 

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The waitress 

The actress 

Got the skin and the bones 

With a hairbrush and an air brush 

She'd be white gold 

She asked the piss-poor "Why you lookin' for that 

Party in the sky 

It's just a movie bout a movie to old to die" 

But I'm gonna make it right 

Future in my eyes, bright 

Hush, don't explain 

When you water down my name 

I'll be up too late 

Call me when you get 

Better at your game 

You haven't beat me yet 

Though my vision is strainin' 

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I'm gonna make it right 

Some future in my eyes, bright 

Hush, don't explain 

When you water down my name 

I'll be up too late 

Call me when you get 

Better at your game 

You haven't beat me yet