Saves the Day
It's been a long time and I just don't know
Do you know me?
Hit the futon 'round the block
Spinning with the sickness, she don't call me
A few nine minutes, I'm adjusting
Bangin' down the hallway, oh
It's true this time, feel the distance
Packing and we lonely (yeah)
Feeling it up, feeling it up, feeling it up lonely
I been left out so I take another val
It's a new day (saves the day)
A blessing I don't preach, she the answer they don't teach
But a straight A
She don't need setting suns
Sure don't need this old bum
She don't need anything at all
Wasted my song
She don't get music, that's all I got
We make new friends
On and on
We make our music
What's the point?
That's the point
I'm lookin' at the reruns
I was acting like a dog
And I wasted on a vista
And now my brothers on the run
I said, "I'm sorry sister
For the damage I have done"
And I said, "I'm sorry mumma
For what I've become"
Wasted my song
She don't get music (she don't get music), that's all I got
We make new friends
On and on
We make our music (we make our music)
What's the point?
That's the point
She don't need setting suns
Sure don't need this old bum
She don't need anything at all
I don't feel pain no more
She just don't care for sure
She don't need anything at all
We don't need anything at all
Follow the west sun to California
Offer my wisdom, she can't support it
Weeping willow, she knows I'm on it
Offers her wisdom, I can't afford it
(I can't afford it)
Do you know me?
Hit the futon 'round the block
Spinning with the sickness, she don't call me
A few nine minutes, I'm adjusting
Bangin' down the hallway, oh
It's true this time, feel the distance
Packing and we lonely (yeah)
Feeling it up, feeling it up, feeling it up lonely
I been left out so I take another val
It's a new day (saves the day)
A blessing I don't preach, she the answer they don't teach
But a straight A
She don't need setting suns
Sure don't need this old bum
She don't need anything at all
Wasted my song
She don't get music, that's all I got
We make new friends
On and on
We make our music
What's the point?
That's the point
I'm lookin' at the reruns
I was acting like a dog
And I wasted on a vista
And now my brothers on the run
I said, "I'm sorry sister
For the damage I have done"
And I said, "I'm sorry mumma
For what I've become"
Wasted my song
She don't get music (she don't get music), that's all I got
We make new friends
On and on
We make our music (we make our music)
What's the point?
That's the point
She don't need setting suns
Sure don't need this old bum
She don't need anything at all
I don't feel pain no more
She just don't care for sure
She don't need anything at all
We don't need anything at all
Follow the west sun to California
Offer my wisdom, she can't support it
Weeping willow, she knows I'm on it
Offers her wisdom, I can't afford it
(I can't afford it)
Credits
Writer(s): John Paesano
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