Dishes
Reach into my glovebox
Twelve parking tickets--pulling teeth
If I tape them together--expensive new quilt--maybe I'd finally sleep
What the hell am I doing
I know it ain't right to kick the dead horse 'til it bleeds
The best and the brightest
You'd think that by now I'd learn to just let it be
And I, I can't change
I try, why can't I change
And I, I can't change
And I try, why can't I change
(2, 3, 4)
Woke up on Wednesday
I swear there were two more days
A month passes by and I'm back where I started
Said I'll do it tomorrow, but I stare out the window
And now it's the weekend so I'll drink 'til it's not
And if the dishes pile high enough I'll climb past suburbia
They'll shatter beneath me but I won't mind too much
By the time that they notice that all of my things are packed
I'll be so far gone
In fact, forget I was here
Woke up on Wednesday
I swear there were two more days
A month passes by and I'm back where I started
Said I'll do it tomorrow, but I stare out the window
And now it's the weekend so I'll drink 'til it's not
And if the dishes pile high enough I'll climb past suburbia
They'll shatter beneath me but I won't mind too much
By the time that they notice that all of my things are packed
I'll be so far gone
In fact, forget I was
And I
I can't change
And I try, why can't I change
And I, I can't change
And I try
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Twelve parking tickets--pulling teeth
If I tape them together--expensive new quilt--maybe I'd finally sleep
What the hell am I doing
I know it ain't right to kick the dead horse 'til it bleeds
The best and the brightest
You'd think that by now I'd learn to just let it be
And I, I can't change
I try, why can't I change
And I, I can't change
And I try, why can't I change
(2, 3, 4)
Woke up on Wednesday
I swear there were two more days
A month passes by and I'm back where I started
Said I'll do it tomorrow, but I stare out the window
And now it's the weekend so I'll drink 'til it's not
And if the dishes pile high enough I'll climb past suburbia
They'll shatter beneath me but I won't mind too much
By the time that they notice that all of my things are packed
I'll be so far gone
In fact, forget I was here
Woke up on Wednesday
I swear there were two more days
A month passes by and I'm back where I started
Said I'll do it tomorrow, but I stare out the window
And now it's the weekend so I'll drink 'til it's not
And if the dishes pile high enough I'll climb past suburbia
They'll shatter beneath me but I won't mind too much
By the time that they notice that all of my things are packed
I'll be so far gone
In fact, forget I was
And I
I can't change
And I try, why can't I change
And I, I can't change
And I try
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Why can't I
(Can't I, can't I)
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Collar
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