You were at a basement show
My hands drawn on
Head in the snow that never felt
Like all those cool feelings you never felt

Deep down, I give a fuck
Though I am cursed with Florida blood
Michael comes runnin
And I crawl back to the sun

Doing nothing has kept me young
Waiting on something I know will never come
You never wait up for me, and that's okay
I can hardly see a thing, sand whip in my face

High noon, haunted beach
The years shrinking away from me
High noon, haunted beach
The years shrinking away from me
High noon, haunted beach
The years shrinking away from me
High noon, haunted beach
The years shrinking away from me