Trophy Scars - Extant lyrics

At 6 AM I was counting large stacks of cash You were feasting on the body of an angel in a taxi cab Though the driver was scared, we paid him not to care Cheers to our youth and the heavens and our reckless past At 3 PM we were full and asleep back at home on our leather couch We woke at 9, took a shower, I watched you dress, I helped you bu*ton up your bright blue blouse I ask you “What's your favorite state?” You shed a tear and say “Not tonight.” “So what you wanna do babe?” You roll your eyes and say “Not tonight.” And I think of your face, years ago on Easter day How you looked at my face when we went dancing in the pouring rain