Director + Videographer: Sloane Polhemus
Special thanks to:
Sam Anderson (Anglerfish Bass)
Grace Monahan (Crab Guitar)
Yael Hayem (Kelp Drums)
Mallory Turner
Producer: Rob Chiarappa
Mix Assist: Ronald Lucchesi
Guitar: Emma Harner
Bass: Sam Anderson
Drums: Daisy Soper
Social Media:
Tiktok: @Feverhead
Insta: @JesseDetor
Lyrics:
On your summer trip
Drive along the coast
With your little brown bag
And your corduroy coat
I thought of you every day
Didn’t you know
I asked you to tell me I’m beautiful
You stopped on the stairs
You smiled with your teeth
I spit out my gum
I let you be mean
We talked with our backs
To the car on the beach
I waited for you
You settled for me
You were my pretty girl
Sleep in your lap on the train
I just want you to kiss me
And take it away
Leaving too late
Sleep on the train
Ask myself
Why was it her and not
I asked you to tell me I’m beautiful
Like a stupid girl
On my back for you
I got what I wanted I begged for it
I shouldn’t have
Had to ask you to
There’s a photo of you and her
Talking so close on the sofa
I look at it when i’m alone
When I asked if you think
That I'm beautiful
You should’ve been honest
And told me you don’t
Of these two worlds
I’m in the waiting room
Till I’m blue in the face
I would wait for you
Look at me it’s so clear
I was made for you
Playing glory like
Im on my way to you
Always sorry
With nothing to say for you
See you slamming the door
But I wait for you
Just admit you feel nothing
I’m making you
Always so brave
Until I need some brave from you
God, please
That’s enough
We could kiss and make up