ThisIsWhyWeCan'tHaveNiceThings

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Olympia

Lyricist：Olivia Bartley

Composer：Olivia Bartley

Producer：Burke Reid

This quiet piece of heaven

Birds cut circles out of sky

Below boredom gets her b**ch on

Trash to treasure white noise

Every time we meet we fall

Every time we meet we fall apart

Apart falling apart like apples in pieces

Apart running away like water colour stains

Apart falling apart like distant lovers

Apart flown away like paper bags in the rain

And I tied all these memories

Stacked like semi precious jewels

Painted by a little forest fire

What were we but tapioca pearls

Every time we meet we fall

Every time we meet we fall apart

Apart falling apart like apples in pieces

Apart running away like water colour stains

Apart falling apart like distant lovers

Apart flown away like paper bags in the rain

I saw you on the street I saw you drop her hand

Still a goddam spark that would light cigarettes

Lucky rome was built on misspelt tattoos

I'll get over you

Ohh

'Cause every time we meet

We fall every time we meet we fall apart

Every time every time we meet

Every time we meet we fall

Every time we meet we fall apart

'Cause every time we meet

Apart falling apart like apples in pieces

Apart running away like water colour stains

Apart falling apart like distant lovers

Apart flown away like paper bags in the rain

Apart

Apart