Don't you worry, baby, I told you I was comin' home I went into the back, Fell between the cracks, All alone
So when you say you did, Well, let's say you didn't When you roll your eyes, I think you it get it, To memory, That we could never be
I'm just thinking back And stuck on your shoulder and it drags you down, It makes you feel old, it's a photograph, All that we never had
It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot)
And it's the cardboard box, Stuck in the corner It's your backwood talk, I'll make it in tone It's your phonery (phonery phonery phonery,) Manages everything
And it's the call I made, When you were lucky It's the slack I gave, I read in a book It's a magazine (magazine magazine magazine,) All that you never see
It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot)
And it's not, Would you find It's a lot? (a lot alot alot)
Don't you worry, baby, I told you I was comin' home I would never leave you there, Waitin' in your chair, All alone (all alone all alone all alone)
So when you say you did, Well, let's say you didn't When you roll your eyes, I think you get it, To memory (memory memory memory,) All we could never be
It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot)
And it's not, Could you find It's a lot?
Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby
