Paul Givant

Lyrics

Fashion District Adjacent

We slowly shut down and it led to a lot that was vacant
You asked for space, in three weeks you found my replacement
Sure blow it up it’s just a broken engagement
What shattered ring, home razing, entertainment
But my pains not your problem no more, its on me to resolve it
Empty sex with this girl I just met, yeah I’m sure that will solve it

These dark streets and barbed wire
This defeat and trash fires

This building should be condemned
The third floor feels like a basement
You don’t love me anymore
And that truth’s like hitting pavement
When I left our love to die
And start over that’s where I went
To a loft downtown, off San Pedro
Fashion District adjacent

I still had the keys to the house so I went when you weren’t home
I laid in our old bed, your scent lingering on the pillow
With all of our artifacts there decaying in shadows
Some blame might be mine to bear, what do I know
And the horror show marathons on, looping in my head
While I’m here alone, you’re with him, bent over his bed

These dark streets and barbed wire
These cold sheets, this desire

This building should be condemned
The third floor feels like a basement
You don’t love me anymore
And that truth is like hitting pavement
When I left our love to die
And start over that’s where I went
To a loft downtown, off San Pedro
Fashion District adjacent
I’m in a loft downtown, with your ghost
Fashion District adjacent