Wake up
Distorted to the bone
Salt on demand
Say you miss it
But, oh, I know you don't
How many plans with
Girls with makeup
Hey, you Casanova
Hey, you supernova
Come home
The kettle's whistling
My heart's a ghost limb reaching
Starburned and unkissed
Deep fried
This isn't how to be
Naked of charms
In your long sleeve
A bitter little seed
In digital sand and
Then you wake up
Hey, you Casanova
Hey, you supernova
Come home
The kettle's whistling
My heart's a ghost limb reaching
Starburned and unkissed
Come home
The kettlе's whistling
My heart's a ghost limb reaching
Starburned and unkissеd
Tried to kiss the glass, it tastes like cold
Just know that I adore you
Baby, say the word when you get bored
'Til then, I'm waiting for you
My heart's a ghost limb reaching
Reaching, reaching, reaching, reaching
Starburned and un—