you're pretty good with words, but words won't save your life.

[semisweet]

the hold steady // stuck between stations

there are nights when i think that sal paradise was right.
boys and girls in america have such a sad time together.
sucking off each other at the demonstrations
making sure their makeup’s straight
crushing one another with colossal expectations.
dependent, undisciplined and sleeping late.

she was a really cool kisser and she wasn’t all that strict of a christian.
she was a damn good dancer but she wasn’t all that great of a girlfriend.
he likes the warm feeling but he’s tired of all the dehydration.
most nights are crystal clear
but tonight it’s like he’s stuck between stations
on the radio.

AMAZING. where the fuck have i been?