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
