Bloomies

Perfume floors
Winter on my skin
I try on a dress and you tell me if it fits
Sun's dipping down
We're watching the time
You share your secrets and I spill mine

I look like I know what I'm doing but most days
Everything is still so confusing
It's okay
Giving advice I never use and hoping
Maybe it'll still work for you

Look at all the mess we've made
Bloomies on a Saturday
Lost inside the fitting rooms
Asking me what you should choose
Hoping time won't slip away
Slip away

Now I'm twenty something
Kinda grown
But still I don't shop the racks alone
Sometimes I forget you're younger too
Do we ever know what we're supposed to do

I know that I look like I know what I'm doing but most days
Everything is still so confusing
It's okay
Giving advice I never use and hoping
Maybe it'll still work for you

Look at all the mess we've made
Bloomies on a Saturday
Lost inside the fitting rooms
Asking me what you should choose
Hoping time won't slip away
Slip away

Don't buy heels you can't dance in
Don't drink what you can't handle
Don't call that guy when it's late
You know nothing's ever casual
And, babe, don't walk home alone
I know from living before
But I need you just as much
Maybe then ever more

Don't buy heels you can't dance in
Don't drink what you can't handle
Don't call that guy when it's late
You know nothing's ever casual
And babe don't walk home alone
I know from living before
But I need you just as much
Maybe then ever more