I think I'll sledge with you Shade
I know this vanity well
And we'll seek lodging out there
Let's leave this cabin yeah!
We hid in the desert yeah!
I guess we were bored to death
And as I slow-dived into
The apocalypse I kissed you...
Was that you
Was that really you
And now I'm a fucking bore
This vanity is my whore
And Shade she turns to strangers
Hoping she would never say...
Was that you
Was that really you