Gracie
Gracie
I don't wanna go to school
Too many halls and not enough room
But I can't help but worry
So tell me a story
Something that I know the ending to
Gracie
I don't want to graduate
It'll turn my heart into a paperweight
I've got the whole afternoon
And the rest of it too
It could be yours to eliminate
Nothing to test
Nothing to know
Or trying my best
Or places to go
I'm not wasting time
In fact I'm on my way
To feeling satisfied
I don't have to go outside
To know it's gonna rain
To feel the weight of love
This ain't your granddad's song
Please keep the TV on
Gracie
I don't wanna go to work
Looking for holes in a calendar
It just seems like a lot to fit in a box
But with you it all feels much roomier
I can be anyone that I want to be
If I don't get the joke it's okay with me
I'm not looking for answers
I've got too many of them
I'm missing a good sense of mystery
Something to guess
Something unknown
I'm trying my best
To do nothing at all
I'm not wasting time
In fact I'm on my way
To feeling satisfied
I don't have to go outside
To know it's gonna rain
To feel the touch of love
This ain't your granddad's song
Please keep the TV on
Gracie
I don't want the night to end
Will you stay till I can't keep my eyes open
As long as you're here
Well tomorrow's not real
Something I must have imagined
I don't wanna go to school
Too many halls and not enough room
But I can't help but worry
So tell me a story
Something that I know the ending to
Gracie
I don't want to graduate
It'll turn my heart into a paperweight
I've got the whole afternoon
And the rest of it too
It could be yours to eliminate
Nothing to test
Nothing to know
Or trying my best
Or places to go
I'm not wasting time
In fact I'm on my way
To feeling satisfied
I don't have to go outside
To know it's gonna rain
To feel the weight of love
This ain't your granddad's song
Please keep the TV on
Gracie
I don't wanna go to work
Looking for holes in a calendar
It just seems like a lot to fit in a box
But with you it all feels much roomier
I can be anyone that I want to be
If I don't get the joke it's okay with me
I'm not looking for answers
I've got too many of them
I'm missing a good sense of mystery
Something to guess
Something unknown
I'm trying my best
To do nothing at all
I'm not wasting time
In fact I'm on my way
To feeling satisfied
I don't have to go outside
To know it's gonna rain
To feel the touch of love
This ain't your granddad's song
Please keep the TV on
Gracie
I don't want the night to end
Will you stay till I can't keep my eyes open
As long as you're here
Well tomorrow's not real
Something I must have imagined
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Writer(s): Adam White
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