If I Decided to Go
If I decided to go would anyone take my spot
I got zeros in my bank account
They're on the wrong side of the dot
Coldness in my heart
Enough to make the cardiologist shiver
Take my exacto-knife up the creek and not across the river
If I decided to go would anyone want my records?
They're Alphabetically organized
It took a lot of money and effort
A 1972 'Eat A Peach', it's the Capricorn 1st Edition
I even got the lyrics on the insert, all mint condition
If I decided to go would anyone take my truck
A bench seat, five speed, and it runs on borrowed luck
I remember the first time we took her up to Wilder Mountain
I was flirtin with what's her name in the bed
But then nothing happened
If I decided to go would anyone pay my rent
It ain't too awful bad for the part of town I'm in
You could take my bedroom
Theres lots of natural light and engineered floors
But watch out for that asshole across the hall
And Call his mother a whore
Just for me
If I decided to go would anyone take my spot
I got zeros in my bank account
They're on the wrong side of the dot
Coldness in my heart
Enough to make the cardiologist shiver
Take my exacto-knife up the creek and not across the river
I got zeros in my bank account
They're on the wrong side of the dot
Coldness in my heart
Enough to make the cardiologist shiver
Take my exacto-knife up the creek and not across the river
If I decided to go would anyone want my records?
They're Alphabetically organized
It took a lot of money and effort
A 1972 'Eat A Peach', it's the Capricorn 1st Edition
I even got the lyrics on the insert, all mint condition
If I decided to go would anyone take my truck
A bench seat, five speed, and it runs on borrowed luck
I remember the first time we took her up to Wilder Mountain
I was flirtin with what's her name in the bed
But then nothing happened
If I decided to go would anyone pay my rent
It ain't too awful bad for the part of town I'm in
You could take my bedroom
Theres lots of natural light and engineered floors
But watch out for that asshole across the hall
And Call his mother a whore
Just for me
If I decided to go would anyone take my spot
I got zeros in my bank account
They're on the wrong side of the dot
Coldness in my heart
Enough to make the cardiologist shiver
Take my exacto-knife up the creek and not across the river
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Writer(s): Dan Spencer
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