Savior
Oh, there's a street light right outside my window
And some nights it's the only light I find
And the clock on that wall, it has been stuck at four for days
And it seems like I was meant to be behind
I have seen both sides of a sunrise
And the bloodshot eyes, they're steadily wearing thin
And as the liquor and the caffeine both pulse through my veins
I pray that tomorrow I won't end up here again
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me, save me tonight?
Well, today it was the hottest day of the summer
And those short skirt curves, oh boy, how they do bend
And the minimum wage memories of the summers spent back home
Hell, they were fun but they didn't pay the rent
So I worked a nine to five and I called it living
But this living of mine, hell, it's killing it me it seems
So at night I stand up on this stage and I try to explain the difference
Between a tattered heart and a shattered dream
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me, save me tonight?
All my friends, they ask me how I'm doing
And they ask that question as if I've got a choice
See I'm a notebook full of memories, I'm a screaming contradiction
Who talks to hear the sound of his own voice
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me tonight?
And some nights it's the only light I find
And the clock on that wall, it has been stuck at four for days
And it seems like I was meant to be behind
I have seen both sides of a sunrise
And the bloodshot eyes, they're steadily wearing thin
And as the liquor and the caffeine both pulse through my veins
I pray that tomorrow I won't end up here again
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me, save me tonight?
Well, today it was the hottest day of the summer
And those short skirt curves, oh boy, how they do bend
And the minimum wage memories of the summers spent back home
Hell, they were fun but they didn't pay the rent
So I worked a nine to five and I called it living
But this living of mine, hell, it's killing it me it seems
So at night I stand up on this stage and I try to explain the difference
Between a tattered heart and a shattered dream
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me, save me tonight?
All my friends, they ask me how I'm doing
And they ask that question as if I've got a choice
See I'm a notebook full of memories, I'm a screaming contradiction
Who talks to hear the sound of his own voice
Well, everyone needs a savior
Be it minor, be it major
Always on their best behavior
Won't you save me tonight?
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Justin Barham
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