Maya Hawke - Thérèse (Official Audio)

From the upcoming album ’MOSS’ out September 23rd. Pre-order / Pre-save ’MOSS’: Listen / Buy Thérèse: Subscribe to my YouTube Channel: Follow Maya Hawke: Website: Instagram: Facebook: Twitter: Spotify: Apple Music: Soundcloud: LYRICS: I go to see Thérèse dreaming. She’s stretching out her soar shoulder, Leaning back, eyes closed, reaching up. She is wishing she was older. Dreaming of an appaloosa, Saddled up, riding out of town. Dreaming of a Shelby cobra, Digging her tires in the ground. Bleeding, bringing in a new year mess Unaware of the stain on her dress It’s tactless, its a test It’s just Thérèse It’s just Thérèse That white kitten in the corner. obscene! it really says it all. The milk matches her underwear. Take her down! get her off the wall! She dreams of Marlon in Austin, Their bodies tangled in a net. She thinks of him every s’often When she feels like a space cadet She empathizes with your feelings She’s more interested in the ceilings It’s tactless it’s a test It’s just Thérèse It’s just Thérèse She reminds me of memories. Sleeping off the growing pains. When we were sea anemones, And spelling out each others names. Whispering inside my red house, While the adults were asleeping. I guess Thérèse is just for me. A quiet I keep on keeping. Thérèse does not belong to you The horses cars and cowboys do It’s tactless It’s a test Its just Thérèse Its just Thérèse