Everyone That Loves You

Roll down the window, Chris, I'm gonna turn this song up.
I know it's hella early but I don't give a fuck.
When it's eighty degrees and you're at the beach, you gotta sway with breeze.
And on the 8 AM flight home there's a girl about my age highlighting psalms in her bible in the seat that's next to me and I wonder when she comes home is it to a family?
And if she needed a breather but just ended up lonely 'cause everyone who loves you isn't always gonna be around to have your back but being kind of lonely for a second here or there is really really so much better than someone always poking you.
They love you but they're always breathing down your neck.
But every now and then somebody calls you up and says "
I'm coming back!" So I won't wake you when you're sleeping, I won't call you when I'm freaking out again if you are busy.
I won't take it personally.
Even nerves of steel deserve a breather, weight wears down the infrastructure and hearts of gold can still feel lonely if they don't know they're not the only ones.
Everybody who loves you will be leaving some day soon.
They've got problems to undo.
They've got paperwork to do.
When I show up at 6 AM I hope somebody lets me in.
I know I've been gone a long time, but you know I'm still your friend.
I hope you get the job that you've been looking for.
You are a decent girl and you don't need this anymore.
And yeah, I get that, for sure.
But I hope that when I sit around watching snow collect in banks on the ground that I don't get too down because you're not around.

(And so what, it's hot in Texas and worse in Arizona.
I know.
I'm banged up.)