Tears off the Sheets
When the room is gettin' heavy
Like a five-pound cast-iron fife
And you feel like you can cut
A slice of tension with a knife
When your emotions mock my words of logic
I find your basis obsolete
But if you're gonna cry about it
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
When the papers are all ready
But it doesn't feel quite right
And you feel as if you should not
Go down easy with no fight
But that's the way she wants it
And she'll get it either way, so you proceed
No she won't be 'round here no more
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
So maybe I'm a little harsh
I'm going in too hard
I know I hurt your feelings
You already played that card
So I guess that I am sorry
If that'll make you feel complete
But if you're gonna whine about it
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
When I try my words of wisdom
But they never get too far
Like a seven-person family
In a 30-year-old car
And you have the option of an upgrade
To a brand-spankin'-new metaphorical SUV
But you still decide to live without it
So try and keep the tears off the sheets
And I'm sick and tired of hearing 'bout it
So try and keep those tears off the sheets
Like a five-pound cast-iron fife
And you feel like you can cut
A slice of tension with a knife
When your emotions mock my words of logic
I find your basis obsolete
But if you're gonna cry about it
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
When the papers are all ready
But it doesn't feel quite right
And you feel as if you should not
Go down easy with no fight
But that's the way she wants it
And she'll get it either way, so you proceed
No she won't be 'round here no more
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
So maybe I'm a little harsh
I'm going in too hard
I know I hurt your feelings
You already played that card
So I guess that I am sorry
If that'll make you feel complete
But if you're gonna whine about it
Try and keep the tears off the sheets
When I try my words of wisdom
But they never get too far
Like a seven-person family
In a 30-year-old car
And you have the option of an upgrade
To a brand-spankin'-new metaphorical SUV
But you still decide to live without it
So try and keep the tears off the sheets
And I'm sick and tired of hearing 'bout it
So try and keep those tears off the sheets
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Writer(s): Gabriel Matthias Bailey
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