chump change

Ears still red from things you said

My fears pinned me down to my bed

Wasted sleep on things we couldn't say

Saturday was pretty fun

We'll probably get a better run

Waiting for the clouds to go away

Someone said call the police

So Connie ran across the street

Now your brother's asking where they went

And pretty girls still make me cry

Still waiting for a better sign

Pretty sure it came and went again

I was terrified of not sleeping well

It's easier when you've been through hell

Leave it two times better than you found it