Like You Not Craving Anything

(Cough)

It's all about the singing
Like you not craving anything
Notes just 'cause they're pretty
And jazz chords like a Sunday afternoon
To play like you ain't freaking
To kill these ever-lasting blues
It's all about the singing
Like you not craving anything

And girl you used to tell me
Boy why you so hardcore?
You'd rather sleep outside
Be cold but free

It's all about the laughing
Like we got money in the bank
Summer never came
But you're driving with your window down
And the joke's on you now
Doesn't seem to affect you somehow
It's all about the laughing
Like we got money in the bank

And girl you used to tell me
Boy why you so hardcore?
You'd rather sleep outside
Be cold but free



Credits
Writer(s): Orson Horchler
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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