Thank You
It was August and I had a ton of problems
A well dressed bum with empty pockets
And to be honest I don't know how I got there
One thing just led to the next
They say everything that you do in this life there's a heaven or hell
That you make for yourself and man I've learned that again and again
Thought my ship had sailed I drank myself senseless
Said I was fine, but I never meant it
Then you came to save me
Girl I don't know just how I can thank you
We'll lay on the couch all day long
With the steel band music on the record player
And god only knows what I could have done
To deserve you when I'm such a screw up
Commitment
I've never been much for
I'm so irresponsible I could win awards
And sometimes I won't call for days
I get so spun out I forget my own name
But as the sun filters in through the cheap bamboo curtains we hung up with tacks
I leave you to sleep while I go in and heat frozen pizza for breakfast
Well I got so lost I barely could think
I'd close down the bars I'd wander the street
Then you came to save me
Girl I don't know just how I can thank you
We'll lay on the couch all day long
With the Louis Prima on the record player
And god only knows what I could have done
To deserve you girl when I'm such a screw up
A well dressed bum with empty pockets
And to be honest I don't know how I got there
One thing just led to the next
They say everything that you do in this life there's a heaven or hell
That you make for yourself and man I've learned that again and again
Thought my ship had sailed I drank myself senseless
Said I was fine, but I never meant it
Then you came to save me
Girl I don't know just how I can thank you
We'll lay on the couch all day long
With the steel band music on the record player
And god only knows what I could have done
To deserve you when I'm such a screw up
Commitment
I've never been much for
I'm so irresponsible I could win awards
And sometimes I won't call for days
I get so spun out I forget my own name
But as the sun filters in through the cheap bamboo curtains we hung up with tacks
I leave you to sleep while I go in and heat frozen pizza for breakfast
Well I got so lost I barely could think
I'd close down the bars I'd wander the street
Then you came to save me
Girl I don't know just how I can thank you
We'll lay on the couch all day long
With the Louis Prima on the record player
And god only knows what I could have done
To deserve you girl when I'm such a screw up
Credits
Writer(s): Geoffrey G G Geoff Lagadec, Jordi R Nieuwenburg, David Eli Germain, Jan Jaap Onverwagt
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