Thank You, More Please

There’s an angel number

On that billboard sign

There’s a cute barista

Shaking up my chai

Can’t believe I let myself forget about butterflies

Tell the girls, we laugh over arts and crafts

And a bottle of sweet white wine

Oh, I'm lying in my room

Oh, I'm talking to the moon

And I say

Thank you, more please

Universe, if you’re listening

Keep it coming

I’ve been holding on

To anything I can, I’ve been

Writing songs

That don’t make any sense

About boys in bands who don’t understand right and wrong

But the sidewalk chalk and my friends and my mom say,

"Keep calm and carry on"

Oh I’m lying on a beach

I’m feeling everything

So long impending doom

I’m finally immune and

Thank you, more please

Universe, if you’re listening

Keep it coming

This world, it always keeps me guessing

I wouldn’t turn away a blessing, so

Thank you, more please, more please, more of

Driving down the 405, I know it’s such a cliche

It’s everybody’s dream, but I’m doing it my own way

I, I found a $20 bill in a brand new city

Funny how some change makes me so lucky

What’s meant for me will come for me

What's meant for me will come for me so

Thank you, more please

Universe, if you’re listening

Keep it coming

This world, it always keeps me guessing

I wouldn’t turn away a blessing, so

Thank you, more please, more please, more please

Thank you, more please