BB Gun in the Shed

I don't want to see you every weekend
Just to go to sleep on Sunday thinking

Why oh why am I so
Stupid?

I kept my pinky on the floating swan raft
A cooler was the cargo and the wake splashed high

As that botched champagne pop
Served up a classic snap

Oh please
Shoot me

Your shot
If you got one

If you got
Something to say

This highlight reel keeps getting longer
It's all I need to keep my spirits up

Alone on a quiet night
In fact I couldn't think of
Anything
Better than this

Oh yeah

I don't want to see you every weekend
Just to go to sleep on Sunday thinking

Why oh why am I so
Timid?

I swear I can be so much more
Than a dumb friend who stares at the floor

And I know you know
Better than anyone

So please
Shoot me

Your shot
If you got one

If you got
Something to say



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Writer(s): W B
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