John Craigie Burn That Dress Lyrics

He don't bother me at all, now that he's dead
Arms up like a criminal at the foot of the bed
You can stop trembling, you don't need to scream
I'll stop trembling come morning

And this'll all blow over, winds do blow
And the feeling will be fine as long as the feeling doesn't grow
And we'll be alright, we'll be alright I guess
But first thing, we gotta burn that dress

When I caught you your eyes were all pupil, you're dress was on the floor
You looked scared girl, he looked more
You don't have to apologize, you've done nothing wrong
When you were that dress girl all bets are off

And this'll all blow over, winds do blow
And the feeling will be fine as long as the feeling doesn't grow
And we'll be alright, we'll be alright I guess
But first thing, we gotta burn that dress

We'll take the first bus out of town, get far from here
Lay off the molly for a while, get our heads clear
They'll come running for me, they won't come that fast
I ain't the first one to do this, Lord knows I won't be the last

And this'll all blow over, winds do blow
And the feeling will be fine as long as the feeling doesn't grow
And we'll be alright, we'll be alright I guess
But first thing, we gotta burn that dress