Lyrics

Well it's been a terribly productive day Of doing things the grown up way I went to work and got myself some change And I memorized audition sides Called back for Elvis on a cruise line So I practiced my boom chukka for awhile But my nights have become thoughtful and alone My walls are screaming at me to pick up the phone Call your friends to go out for a drink Yeah you said you'd quit this morning But wouldn't that be boring think of All the opportunities I've missed Sitting on that sofa wond'ring how the hell my life turned out like this? Maybe I should see a therapist Well it hasn't really been the best of weeks I keep checking my mail for job offers Everyone's getting job offers but me And pretty girls tried to talk to me and I got nervous I'm mediocre at all things romantic I come across as rude and pedantic But my nights have become thoughtful and alone My walls are screaming at me to pick up the phone Call your friends to go out for a drink Yeah you said you'd quit this morning But wouldn't that be boring think of All the opportunities I've missed Sitting on that sofa wond'ring how the hell my life turned out like this? Maybe I should see a therapist Call your friends to go out for a drink Yeah you said you'd quit this morning But wouldn't that be boring think of All the opportunities I've missed Sitting on that sofa wond'ring how the hell my life turned out like this? I got friends and beer I don't need a therapist.
Writer(s): Sam Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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