Busted Jeans

Honey
I’ll text you when the night grows old and blurry
Save mornings for my phone calls
And I’m sorry
I’m shuffling around a pocket full of drinks
And this bar is full of flies
And I wanna make it home tonight
Oh yah I will
And when I do…
Even as we start to grow older
And summer days begin to feel colder
She knows it’s hardly begun
And it shows, that she’s there to hold her
Lonely,
Don’t ever let this time away from home
Be the only thing you know
And Money,
Have you had enough of talking all about it
Somethings gotta change
If I’ll ever find a way back home
Oh yah I will
And when I do
Even as we start to grow older
And Summer days begin to feel colder
She knows it’s hardly begun
And who knows, if we’ll come out stronger
Ooooh Ooooh Ooooh …