You hit me in the morning
Said yesterday was boring
When they heard you call me
Must have already been sleeping
Always the excuses
My autumn blue in bruises
Yes he’s holding his breath
Hoping what he’s thinking
Ain’t know what the truth is
No more
Past 12 and you telling me you gotta go
Go out tomorrow morning gonna catch a seizure now
Come on tell me tell me tell me gotta know
Everybody and their momma knows
Don’t tell Truman
Please just play along
Cause she might go go go
If she knows
No
Don’t tell Truman
This might be my final song
Love might go go go
If she knows
No
