She's got a weight that's hanging off her shoulder blades. And she wants a place to stay the day or for the weekend and when the morning comes she'll be out the door. The flaws in the walls keep the floorboards so calm and quiet. She walks away with a steady pace and conscience. If I'm the warning wrong one call me on it. Too bent to brake, call it a broken promise. Back at the base I'm the moron that's mourning on it. And now I'm owning up and now I'm only honest. Today's too late for tomorrow's regrets. She said her head is operated, obligated with the intent to find she 'aint accelerating. She's got the time to find and that's what gets her ticket. She'll catch her flight on time and limbs and wishful thinking. Said dumbfound in dunce caps. Sever, expand, can't pretend, independent. Just to fill up all the blanks but you're open ended. Upset and spent in my bed drenched in your scent, wake up again and again. Just independent. She's got a weight that's hanging off her shoulder blades. She wants a place to stay the day or for the weekend and when the morning comes she'll be out the door. She's only open, she's standing independent. She said her head is operated, obligated with the intent to find she 'aint accelerating. She's got the time to find and that's what gets her ticket. She'll catch her flight on time and limbs and wishful thinking.