Cigarettes After Sex - Stop Waiting

In her favorite locket, hiding yellow pills With white wine to chase them, lying on the hills We kissed until we couldn’t breathe The coldest sand is on the beach Now she’s in her swimsuit with the yellow straps Cutting it with scissors ’til there’s nothing left And rubbing sunscreen on her breasts She’s putting on her sunglasses I could win, I could lose But that’s a look I can’t refuse I could win, I could lose But that’s a look I can’t refuse Stop waiting I could win, I could lose But that’s a look I can’t refuse I could win, I could lose But that’s a look I can’t refuse Stop waiting