Lyrics Peachy - Laura Stevenson and The Cans

How else can I say I am not your hide-away
Get your face out from the crook in my arm
And no longer just I can be whats keeping you alive
If I slip up if I fall asleep you're gone
God knows I've tried
But I am god damn tired.
And I will build a fort around you
The bricks are drying in the sun stay real still
I'll soon be done
But im not strong enough to hold you up

Ive got a hole inside my gut and its tearing me apart
Yea this hole inside my gut
It is tearing me apart

I am small the televisions
Falling from the second floor
My sister's hand in mine
As we watch it go
Another scene with sirens
In the front yard for the neighbors
To read by the lights of

I am small the televisions
Falling from the second floor
My sister's hand in mine
As we watch it go
Another scene with sirens
In the front yard for the neighbors
To soak in the lights of