Marvin

Sweater on, still cold you know
Ain't a lot to do but fold and go
Ain't no exit
It's all in my head and it
Makes my vision blur
Makes my head hurt
But it's all that keeps me on track
That's not really true
Get yourself together, kid
Haul it to Connecticut
Ain't a breach of etiquette but it's better just to let it go, let it go
Breathe in just one time
Not worth it effort-wise
But that's old news
That's been known news
Used to speed past
The cops in the speed traps
But now I look over my shoulder, not forward

How far I need to go
The car is moving too slow
I might need you, that's okay
I just seen you yesterday

Out in the field I was drinking (bout you)
Know I shouldn't drive while I'm thinking
And the taste of a beer
I have six times a year
Showed me all of the reasons I don't do it more
And every old teacher expected a lot
But a chopshifting lick hitter's all that they got
But sometimes I think maybe that isn't really on me
And it's bigger than that and that's fine
I talked to my mom and she said that she don't disagree
And Marvin, you don't wanna know what they do
When they think that somebody's sounding like you
Send the suits in and write resolutions
Talking bout owning a groove

But you knew that way before I did
And you would have told me the same
And I know you would have reminded me
There ain't always someone to blame