barefoot@thehouseshow
June Henry
I'm barefoot at the house show
'Cause you danced with your shoes
And mine clashed with your cool clothes
The same silly way I tend to clash with you
I love feeling under dressed when you walk in the room
And you talk so sweet with strangers
Make sure that they've all got ways home
They're blacked out, we stay sober
Exchanging all the numbers to our phones
Saying "I love you" to the kids we barely know
I can't even fathom that I've ever felt alone
And I'm so full of life
That I
Feel like
I could
Explode