In "Pinesol" by Wavves, guilt and devotion tangle after a stumble on the asphalt, an apology offered for a fault that was always understood. The repeated image of cleaning the apartment and burning his garments suggests an attempt to scrub away another man's presence, to make the space pure again. There is a restless exhaustion in feeling alright while the night stretches longer, tired of hiding but not yet free. The waiting remains constant, patient and almost inevitable, a love that endures through mess and blame.
Pinesol Lyrics by Wavves
Spine crawls
Tripped on the asphalt
Sorry, it’s my fault
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
Pinesol
Clean the apartment
Burning his garments
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
Sit down
I could’ve been higher, but I’ve
Flown down
The night’s getting longer, but I
Feel alright
I’m tired of hiding, I won’t
Be alright
Don’t mean to alarm you, but my
Spine crawls
Tripped on the asphalt
Sorry, it’s my fault
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
Pinesol
Clean the apartment
Burning his garments
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
Knives out
I tried to remind you, but the
Light’s out
The night’s getting longer, but I
Feel alright
I’m tired of hiding, I won’t
Be alright
Don’t mean to alarm you
Spine crawls
Tripped on the asphalt
Sorry, it’s my fault
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
Pinesol
Clean the apartment
Burning his garments
You always knew that
I would be waiting for you
