I'm singin' songs about the south land
Singin' songs about all of those stories of mine
Wanna know if you were ever gonna see me in a foreign car
But then again I can't help but to think of time
Why don't we stay in this one bedroom apartment for a day
I think our bodies have earn't the right, now
Why don't you see me in all the foggy pictures took in may
I feel like clarities outta' sight
I wanna know what's up your alley
Heard your livin' in your mommas house
I know your tired, bruised and broken bout' your parents splittin' up
But then again I cant help but figure out
Why I can't get to know your brain before I sleep with your body
I'm like a freight train with broken lights
But can we stay in this one bedroom apartment for a day
I think our bodies have earn't the right, now
Why don't you see me in all the foggy pictures took in may
I feel like clarities outta' sight
I know the roads been pretty dusty
And I know you got your friends to feed
But I kinda thought that one day you'd sail away with me
Kinda thought that I'd sweep you off your feet
Can we stay in this one bedroom apartment for a day
I think our bodies have earnt the right
Why don't you see me in all the foggy pictures took in may
I feel like clarities outta' sight
I heard your driving on the right side
I heard the colour of your hair has changed
I heard your skins a comic book for everyone around to read
So you had no trouble flippin' over pages
But can we stay in this one bedroom apartment for a day
I think our bodies have earnt the right
Why don't you see me in all the foggy pictures took in may
I feel like clarities outta' sight