Roman Holiday
From
BADLANDS - Deluxe
Artist
Halsey
Released

Roman Holiday

Lyricist: Ashley Frangipane, Benjamin Berger, Ryan Mcmahon     Composer: Ashley Frangipane, Benjamin Berger, Ryan Mcmahon

Do you remember the taste of my lips that night
I stole a bit of my mother's perfume
Cause I remember when my father put his fist in the wall and separated the dining room
I remember the fear in your eyes
The very first time we snuck into the city
Late December with my heart in my chest and the clouds in my breath
Didn't know where I was running to
But I won't look back

Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be listening to the same tunes
That we're going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right
But for now let's get away

On a Roman holiday

Could you imagine the taste of your lips
if we'd never try to kiss on the drive to Queens
Cause I'll imagine the weight of your legs
as you lie between my hips in the backseat
I imagine the tears in your eyes
The very first night I'll sleep without you
And when it happens I'll be miles away
And a few months late

Didn't know where I was running to
But I won't look back

Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be listening to the same tunes
That we're going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right

So for now let's get away
On a Roman holiday
Feet first, don't fall

We'll be running again
Keep close, stand tall
Cause we'll be looking for sunlight
Or the headlights
Till our wide eyes burn blind
We'll be listening to the same tunes
That we're going through
To the bottom of the line
And we know that we're headstrong
And our heart's gone
And the timing's never right
But for now let's get away
On a Roman holiday