I think I'll fall asleep on the beach I wanna wake up somewhere I don't know With blankets and sheets and the tide and the breeze The dream of the after touch I can't seem to believe it's like drowning to breathe At least I'm breathing in something but smoke From the burn and the breeze of a fake memory Watch the flames take the brakes off our home You're still my favorite thing in the world My favorite thing I can't hold And I'll fall asleep on the beach 'til the local police make me go For one more night One more night