We snuck into water parks over the winter And stole all the wine off the shelves Smiled like little kids do in their pictures Before they're aware of themselves Now I'm stringing lights on a hospital bed And taping up posters of Rome They pump so much morphine into you, I'd bet You'll get there before you go home So, honey, lay your head on my pillow Wanna lay in bed with you looking at Zillow Dreaming of a big life and a high fence In a world where we could make sense Now, honey, I'll be here in the morning You should get some rest, La Cienega's pouring If you see a bright light over sunset Tell 'em Heaven don't deserve you yet Lip syncing to Morrissey in a green see-through dress Me hating astrology as much as you hate context I wish that we could be there now Before you got your blood tests back in August And you still had your thick eyebrows And I could tell a lie from being honest So, honey, lay your head on my pillow Wanna lay in bed with you looking at Zillow Dreaming of a big life and a high fence In a backyard burning incense Now, honey, I'll be here in the morning You should get some rest, Santa Monica's pouring If you take a deep breath that you can't catch Tell 'em Heaven don't deserve you yet We don't need report cards or fancy statistics We never feel better from them The space between dreaming and being realistic I think's where I'll stay till the end