Remy / the neat jinx.:
'Cause some of us in the gutter are looking up at the stars
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I don't remember who I was before you painted all my nights a color I have searched for since
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I know that I'll never die on love but I'll never get enough
Remy / the neat jinx.:
Should have been easier by three - our old friend fear and you and me
Remy / the neat jinx.:
Called the girls in your DMs and took all them home
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I'm here again - talking myself out of my own happiness
Remy / the neat jinx.:
When I come back down, it doesn't feel the same
Remy / the neat jinx.:
A day late, a buck short