It was the summer I Learned to love politics And Elliot Smith ‘cause you did Swinging in the backyard Wind in my hair and words You’re playing it cool like a kid But I’m the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can’t get out your head Before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side I bleed on paper so the fact of the fiction is a- live on the page when I’m gone Comin’ undone in dark corridors We’re catching our breath Just for a moment And I could waste all of my time In between the lines Im the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can’t get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side Ahhhh Every movement in my rear view And every place in reference to you If nothing else can I be your regret? Years from now Im the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can’t get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side
It was the summer I Learned to love politics And Elliott Smith 'cause you did Swinging in the backyard Wind in my hair and words You're playing it cool like a kid But I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side I bleed on paper so the Fact of the fiction is alive on the page when I'm gone Coming undone in dark corridors We're catching our breath just for a moment And I could waste all of my timе in between the lines 'Causе I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime…
It was the summer I Learned to love politics And Elliott Smith 'cause you did Swinging in the backyard Wind in my hair and words You're playing it cool like a kid But I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side I bleed on paper so the Fact of the fiction is alive on the page when I'm gone Coming undone in dark corridors We're catching our breath just for a moment And I could waste all of my timе in between the lines 'Causе I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side Every movement in my rear view And every place in reference to you If nothing else, can I be your regret? Years from now I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night Once in a lifetime You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose Be the artist to my muse I think dying is a beautiful thing to do By your side
IN BETWEEN THE LINES is the hardest part but i love it
It was the summer I
Learned to love politics
And Elliot Smith ‘cause you did
Swinging in the backyard
Wind in my hair and words
You’re playing it cool like a kid
But I’m the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can’t get out your head
Before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
I bleed on paper so the
fact of the fiction is a-
live on the page when I’m gone
Comin’ undone in dark corridors
We’re catching our breath
Just for a moment
And I could waste all of my time
In between the lines
Im the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can’t get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
Ahhhh
Every movement in my rear view
And every place in reference to you
If nothing else can I be your regret?
Years from now
Im the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can’t get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You’re taking pictures you can’t bare to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
It was the summer I
Learned to love politics
And Elliott Smith 'cause you did
Swinging in the backyard
Wind in my hair and words
You're playing it cool like a kid
But I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
I bleed on paper so the
Fact of the fiction is alive on the page when I'm gone
Coming undone in dark corridors
We're catching our breath just for a moment
And I could waste all of my timе in between the lines
'Causе I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime…
Too insecure to make a cover, but making a cover of this song is bow on my bucket list! Thanks eesha for this masterpiece!!🥺
Hey just want to thanks for making your own music. It such a comfort to me and others 😊
i'm so glad spotify put this song on my discover weekly. such a good song i am obsessed!
Beautiful keep creating amazing music 😄🥰
I love this song so so much!!!
Love this song
You have art girl, I needed to hear this, I adore you ... ❤️
I found your profile on spotify and got obsessed!!!!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THISSSS
THANK YOUUUU FOR THIS
WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THIS ON YOUR STORY-
Hey! Love your song! What's the strumming pattern?😅❤️
It was the summer I
Learned to love politics
And Elliott Smith 'cause you did
Swinging in the backyard
Wind in my hair and words
You're playing it cool like a kid
But I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
I bleed on paper so the
Fact of the fiction is alive on the page when I'm gone
Coming undone in dark corridors
We're catching our breath just for a moment
And I could waste all of my timе in between the lines
'Causе I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side
Every movement in my rear view
And every place in reference to you
If nothing else, can I be your regret?
Years from now
I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
Once in a lifetime
You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
Be the artist to my muse
I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
By your side