Brea Fournier - Montclair Lyrics

      

Montclair
by Brea Fournier & the Dream Ballet

I met you in an empty room
Maybe not quite empty but it will be soon
When the West Coast babies
Hit the cooler bars

 And you haven't seen the sun today
Came out to our latest gig in L.A
Legs crossed, whiskey toss
Clean brown Carhartts
And Highway one was closed
Wish I drove back down the coast
'Cause I wanna take you home
Take you home

 I don't need anyone to love me
I don't need anyone to care
But I can feel what it's like to kiss you already
So mentally I'm in Montclair

 I think about it all the time
Call me our generation's greatest mind
How young femme free will wasted
Is the cruelest crime

 And where, honey I didn't care
Now I'm on the last train to Montclair
So, tour bus, hotel lust
Blinds shut and stars crossed

 Dreaming of sea foam
Trapped in New York City chrome
Wish I drove back down the coast
Take me home

 I don't need anyone to love me
I don't need anyone to care
But I can feel what it's like when you're stuck in my hair
So mentally I'm in Montclair

 It's like that Green Day song where he cries about
How he met a girl now he's leaving town
We can't go wrong, I don't need an end
Just need you, a room, and a long weekend

 I don't need anyone to love me
I don't want nothing but to share
But I can feel what it's like when you're stuck in my hair
I don't need anyone to love me
I don't need anyone to care
But I can feel what it's like when you're stuck in my hair
So mentally I'm in
Oh baby I'm in
Mentally I'm in Montclair