Lyric Context Universe
she's never gonna be. she's never gonna be quite satisfied. just like a hundred dollar bill
folded up and tearing at the crease. there's not much left inside your chest
but it's worth much more than what you see. every burden has a version in somebody else. she smokes her smokes outside to avoid the fight. she'd rather be enjoying the silent stillness of the suburbs. after midnight
she's never gonna be. she's never gonna be quite satisfied. just like a hundred dollar bill
folded up and tearing at the crease. there's not much left inside your chest
but it's worth much more than what you see. every burden has a version in somebody else. she smokes her smokes outside to avoid the fight. she'd rather be enjoying the silent stillness of the suburbs. after midnight