Bad Blood

You're a holiday
A glass of ocean slipping down
My throat and landing on my hopes
I'm dreaming
Off the map no hidden grids, I'm fleeing
I worship you like holy days
Lying on my back seeing clouds and rays
Drinking lime and bitter from my lemonade
White horses merry time won't do

Do you remember
The holidays, slipped away, time and place
I definitely remember
Lying on my back and seeing clouds and rays
We're dreaming, with feelings
Forever we're young
Pages unsung
I feel that you remember
Dreaming of a past that couldn't last
And now we're changing, refraining

I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood
I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

Do you remember
The writing, the passion, the falling over
And tripping on ice, sharing advice, taking twice
But let us not forget the
Silent days, stripped away, time and place
You choose not to remember
Fly away, counting days, I'm hiding from you

I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood
I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood

(Love I choose)
For the rain not to fall
Exposing the soil on you
(You I lose)
Don't tell me I'm cookoo I know
And it's mad we were close
(Love I choose)
My heads now a float
But my hearts drowning boats of you (you I lose)
Don't tell me I'm cookoo

I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood
I'm thinking it’s the
Know that it’s the
I'm thinking it’s the bad bad blood