Since K Got over Me - The Clientele

Juliet

I get on my knees

Speaking in tongues

In a washed out sun in

Perfect clarity

But I get so delirious

I think my sides will split

Standing on the sidewalk

Sometimes it’s as if.

I don’t think I’ll be happy anyway

Just scratching out my name

And everything so lucid

And so creepy

Since K got over me

Since K got over me

All my senses sharp

My hands are fists

I’m pretty tired of making lists

It’s just this emptiness

I can’t chase it away

And when the evening paints the streets

When the evening paints the streets

It’s like walking on a trampoline

I don’t think I’ll be happy anyway

Just scratching out my name

But everythings so lucid

And so creepy

Since K got over me

Since K got over me

Theres a hole inside my skull

With warm air blowing in

Standing on the sidewalk

Where do I begin?

I dont think I’ll be happy anymore

I guess I closed that door

But every night

A strange geometry

Since K got over me

Since K got over me