Stumptown summer heartthrob What's the combo to your bike lock? I'll get your iced coffee, you buy me more time to pay my rent If we can make it in this city You walking dogs, me babysitting Then we could break the cycle of All mundane lives and turn our egos in But I've got a long bad habit of folding Although I have what it takes to stick to something I love I wish that I could settle for that Ah, dumb mid-winter scorcher Are these the good times or is it torture? Always trading our silly projects for Lack of sleep and neglecting our best friends It hit me in colonel summers park Its as simple as my tomato garden And frankly its so easy its offensive to all philosophy And so I keep it to myself instead But I've got a long track record of folding Although I have what it takes to stick to something I love I get discouraged then incredibly glum I chalk it up to living in the wrong times I know there is an easier way to live comfortably numb I wish that I could settle for that