| Song | Gravy |
| Artist | The Heart Strings |
| Album | Flap Your Crazy Wings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| It took her one night | |
| To set my bed alight | |
| It took her two more | |
| To sink her claws and then her claws were like an old ghost, | |
| Were like an old ghost in me | |
| It took me three days | |
| To see that she was crazed | |
| It took a hundred more | |
| Of making sure that we were through | |
| But she was not through, no she was not through with me | |
| God knows how she braved that speech, oohh… | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. | |
| She wanted three words | |
| I couldn’t give her | |
| I wanted nothing | |
| But I gave in and giving in was like the best thing | |
| Was like the best thing | |
| I’d had | |
| Sliding down that slope, at last | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. |
| It took her one night | |
| To set my bed alight | |
| It took her two more | |
| To sink her claws and then her claws were like an old ghost, | |
| Were like an old ghost in me | |
| It took me three days | |
| To see that she was crazed | |
| It took a hundred more | |
| Of making sure that we were through | |
| But she was not through, no she was not through with me | |
| God knows how she braved that speech, oohh | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. | |
| She wanted three words | |
| I couldn' t give her | |
| I wanted nothing | |
| But I gave in and giving in was like the best thing | |
| Was like the best thing | |
| I' d had | |
| Sliding down that slope, at last | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. |
| It took her one night | |
| To set my bed alight | |
| It took her two more | |
| To sink her claws and then her claws were like an old ghost, | |
| Were like an old ghost in me | |
| It took me three days | |
| To see that she was crazed | |
| It took a hundred more | |
| Of making sure that we were through | |
| But she was not through, no she was not through with me | |
| God knows how she braved that speech, oohh | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. | |
| She wanted three words | |
| I couldn' t give her | |
| I wanted nothing | |
| But I gave in and giving in was like the best thing | |
| Was like the best thing | |
| I' d had | |
| Sliding down that slope, at last | |
| I love birds, I love bees | |
| I love firsts, I love these | |
| Summers sitting drinking under trees. | |
| I love sparks, I love storms | |
| I love lasts, I love long nights so fun that suddenly its dawn. | |
| I love you baby, and everything else is just Gravy. |