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Amelea - Lydia Night Lyrics

(And it's only been)
3 hours later, I’m waiting for a letter
Dog waiting for its owner
Wait for you to shrug a shoulder
On a used napkin, is that her lipstick?
The wording's intellectual, but the writing's illegible
Reused the stamp from someone else
Mystery if it arrives, just like you yourself
It was addressed to my next-door neighbor
But their mailbox was open, at least after I opened it

And you would end it with friend
But that’s not what I did with the letter I sent

Let me just go paint over the mirror
Until it's something that you like
Might have to paint over it tomorrow
But for tonight, Lydia Night

And I just can't go on looking like this
I'm looking like I'm looking through your mailbox and trash
And I know a disguise probably wouldn't work
But if you thought I was someone else, “friend” wouldn't be the word

Dyed dead pink for GIRLI - but it's already night
Try Lydia again, but I can’t draw the hearts right
With the length of the list of the ex-lovers veering Taylor Swift
I’ve got plenty to fill the trunk with
Ignored my own advice, going Full-Out in Pink
But the box dye turned it to more of a yellow-green
So 5 weeks later, I'm dressing up as your idol
But you went to the meet and greet and already’ve got her phone number
Her boyfriend's in the band that we almost went and saw
But you didn't feel like fighting him, and the tickets were sold out
So now it's 1 week later, and the phone’s about to ring
Lydia's phone decorated with your caller ID

And you wait a minute then hang up
Because I forgot how to talk

Let me just go paint over the mirror
Until it's something that you like
Might have to paint over it tomorrow
But for tonight, Lydia Night

So what does it make me if I just go on making
Layering, creating; my face is plagiarized
I could try paint thinner, but the paint is getting thicker
I thought your eyes glimmered, but maybe that's the light

And I know I said disguises wouldn't work
But I've seen it myself, the way you look at her
And that's exactly the point my boyfriend made against it
I agreed with him, then dressed as Lydia just to test it
It felt like a minute then you had to catch your flight
You said it made your heart happy when I said it made me cry
But my boyfriend called you and told you everything I said
I would say it here, but it can't be repeated
Let me just go paint over the mirror
Until it's something that you like
Might have to paint over it tomorrow
But for tonight--

So what does it make me if I just go on making
Layering, creating; my face is plagiarized
I could try paint thinner, but the paint is getting thicker
I thought your eyes glimmered, but maybe that's the light

Lydia Night