Iris, Instilled lyrics

I remember her red tank top

Tucked into her Vanderbilt bluejeans

Her eyebrows painted on like arches

Of St. Louis in the magazines

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

Hell of our heaven

Or heaven of your hell, son

Floating in the motel pool

Until all the rooms were clean

Imagine angels in the sky

Well, prettiest I'd ever seen

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

Hell of our heaven

Or heaven of your hell, son

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

I'll wait until, Iris instilled

Hell of our heaven

Or heaven of your hell, son