Get to You

Home A motel where the roaches line the room I can smell you on my Coca-Cola shirt I'm only asking if and when you're mine With your puppy clawing at my arm I want to break every glass on the kitchenette floor Leave the bugs, shut the door and get to you I want to get to you Rosy, Cozy in bed with you and me A knot I cried more leaving you than leaving god I've got to know the days I'm counting down 'Til you're not so far away Not so far away I want to break every glass on the kitchenette floor Leave the bugs, shut the door, and get to you I wanna get to you I wanna not pay rent or do one dish I want to spend every day I have with you I want to get to you It's 2 p.m. I'm finally waking up, and you're almost off work And you ask me how my day went It's 4 a.m I'm finally drifting off And you're just getting up from your bed You're running late, you gotta hurry And you can't talk, that's fine, you're working hard and I adore it Adore it, adore it Get, get to you I wanna get to you I wanna break every glass on the kitchenette floor Break, break every, break, break, break Break every glass on the glass on the floor, floor Kitchenette floor Break every glass on the- Kitchen, kitchenette floor Adore it, adore it, adore it, get to you I wanna get to you