Blue eyes with marble lines
Fill me up and leave me dry
I'm happiest when I'm careless
Then you say that I'm pretty when I cry
You and me like parallel lines
So close but so far and notes apart
Tell me you're not in love with the sadness
Tell me you're not caught in the madness
Smoking guns
But the heavens ain't fancy us
Blonde hair and a kickback stare
We fell in love cause we just don't care
And the hype we're in is so paper thin
I want to find what we can not see
That's the crux of you and me
We're beautiful underneath us both
Tell me you're not in love with the sadness
Tell me you're not caught in the madness
Smoking guns
But the heavens ain't fancy us
Oh, smoking guns
But the heavens ain't fancy us
Tell me I was all that you had
Tell me I was falling for lies
All the hurt and the pain we had like oh
I was drunk in the back of the cab
You were high and I was sigh
All the things that we wish we said like oh
Tell me you're not in love with the sadness
Tell me you're not caught in the madness
Smoking guns
But the heavens ain't fancy us
Tell me you're not oh
Smoking guns
But the heavens ain't fancy us
Smoking guns
(But the heavens ain't fancy us)