Sea-Salt Misfit

Loose change in my pocket

Sand stuck in my shoes

You said you wanted simple

Then handed me the rules

Ashtray on the windowsill

Lime wedge on the plate

You talk about forever

But you’re always running late

I’m a sea-salt misfit, you’re a downtown saint

You paint inside the lines, I bleed through the paint

You want still water, I’m a crashing wave

But you keep coming back like I’m something you crave (oh)

Sea-salt misfit, too rough to save

Yet you keep coming back like I’m something you crave

We’re barefoot in the kitchen

Radio way too loud

You spin like it’s a ballroom

I sway out of the crowd

You sip your little sunset

I drink the bottom shelf

You say I’m always distant

I’m just hiding from myself

Got your head on my shoulder

But your eyes on the door

Every time that you hold me

You want a little more

Say you hate that you love it

This beautiful mess we made

But you keep coming back

Yeah, you keep coming back

I’m a sea-salt misfit, you’re a downtown saint

You paint inside the lines, I bleed through the paint

You want still water, I’m a crashing wave

But you keep coming back like I’m something you crave (yeah)

Sea-salt misfit, too rough to save

Yet you keep coming back like I’m something you crave