White Comforters

Why can’t this be gone by morning?
Our struggles are as real as daylight
Why do we compare when we know better?
We are adults
White comforters will always seem
Always seem dirty, always seem dirty
I feel so stupid in my mind
Sometimes all the time
Why can’t this be gone tomorrow?
You don’t get every day of my life
Why do we compare when we know better?
We are adults
I can’t read your
I can’t read your mind, I can’t read your mind
I work so hard
Sometimes over time, sometimes over time
Choices we all made when we were fine
Choices we all made when we were fine
Choices we all made when we were fine
Choices we all made when we were fine