Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Come Crash’ by A.C. Newman. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A.C. Newman or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
That’s luck, she led, we should be dead.
We eyed the wreck. Good god, we said.
She plants one kiss, for the road, on my chest.
Sirens came after we left.
Christine, come crash on my floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
That’s life, she said, we should be dead,
We should be stars and perfect tens,
And that’s just three off the top of my head.
Once again, you’re a godsend.
Christine, come crash on my floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
That’s true, she said, we should dead,
I should be sleeping in your bed.
Instead, I’ll crash on your floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
Christine, come crash on my floor
Christine, come crash on my floor