GUM

There's always gum under the table
Stacking sugar packs
Trying to make it stable
Cut up seats and coffee-stained T-shirts
It's 2 a.m. I still haven't said a word

Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When your money's low

I'm treading air in heavy armor
You're the only thing to make me calmer
Pocket full of quarters
But I can't make change
I'm not embarrassed
'Cause I know that you're the same

Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When your money's low

Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go

You write my name in bubble letters
You and me, in love forever
One day we'll make it big and run away
Staring out the window, start to feel okay

Let's go to Hard Times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When your money's low

Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go



Credits
Writer(s): David Dahlquist, Patrick Morrissey, Jessica Corazza, Nick Long
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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