Lyrics The Kid - Prep

It's a cold wind
Cuts me in half
When I see you with him
In the back room
Head in my hands
Tryna keep hold of us

Like some ghost of a good time
A peach in cellophane
I wake up and hit the hall light
I'm on my own again

The kid won't know how happy he's been
'Til he can't get hold of you
The guy won't know what loneliness is
'Til he can't get hold of you

At the deep end
Catchin' my breath
How long was I under?
I remembered
Just what he said
That night when you couldn't stop laughin'

Like some ghost of a good time
A peach in cellophane
I wake up and hit the hall light
I'm on my own again

The kid won't know how happy he's been
'Til he can't get hold of you
The guy won't know what loneliness is
'Til he can't get hold of you

Don't know how late it is
I need to calm my head down
Took the wrong medicine
I'm seein' stars again

The kid won't know how happy he's been (happy he's been)
'Til he can't get hold of you
The guy won't know what loneliness is (loneliness is)
'Til he can't get hold of you

The kid won't know how happy he's been (happy he's been)
'Til he can't get hold of you
The guy won't know what loneliness is (loneliness is)
'Til he can't get hold of you