Mansion
You're probably eatin dinner in a mansion
With some man who wants to be married to you
You may make your move out to Chicago some day
Wonder if I'll be there when you do
I'm out here in Boulder Colorado
Makin up songs on my second string guitar
I can't tell if the knot inside my stomachs from the hunger
Or the knowin you wherever else you are
But you hit me
Like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
I'm here somehow
No I won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin Worse
I bought you this t shirt from a thrift store
Protesting a local group of antis
I keep pretending im still wearing it so it'll smell like me
The truth is I may never see you again
I don't know if I'll ever see you again
But you hit me like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
Im here somehow
No i won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You hit me
Like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
Im here somehow
No I won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You keep gettin better
Honey I keep gettin worse
With some man who wants to be married to you
You may make your move out to Chicago some day
Wonder if I'll be there when you do
I'm out here in Boulder Colorado
Makin up songs on my second string guitar
I can't tell if the knot inside my stomachs from the hunger
Or the knowin you wherever else you are
But you hit me
Like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
I'm here somehow
No I won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin Worse
I bought you this t shirt from a thrift store
Protesting a local group of antis
I keep pretending im still wearing it so it'll smell like me
The truth is I may never see you again
I don't know if I'll ever see you again
But you hit me like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
Im here somehow
No i won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You hit me
Like a dead end street
And I don't know how to kick this in reverse
Im here somehow
No I won't let it out
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You keep gettin better
Baby this keeps gettin worse
You keep gettin better
Honey I keep gettin worse
Credits
Writer(s): Riley Moore
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