Slimming Mirrors, Flattering Lights

The Awkward Stage Slimming Mirrors, Flattering Lights Album

9.True Love On Three With Feeling

Hide me in your hair 'cause I can't bear to go out there and
face the world
Hide me in your room behind the broom, I'll make some room and I
won't care
Let's not get the phone, nor the door, nor watch the evening
news no more
Let's bury our heads beneath bed spreads, lets fake our deaths
and build a fort.
True love on three with feeling, give me true love on three
True love on three with feeling give me true love on three
Things outside this room, they spell my doom and will consume my
very heart,
Voices in the hall will start to call and cast a pall upon my
heart
Is it really me you want or just a room to haunt and hide away?
Sorry dear, can't hear you, pull me near you, keep the fearful
things at bay.
True love on three with feeling, give me true love on three
True love on three with feeling, give me true love on three (x2)