作曲 : Benjamin Bridwell (Who is that man on the back of the bus) (Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much) (Who is that man on the back of the bus) (Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much)
Educated dropout living in a vacation home I guess you never know when the wheels will fall off He's a happy old fella in a short sleeve shirt Telling us stories of when he was at work He's barking louder, tales get taller every time he does
Everybody listen up, I was a teenager Got my first car, I drive it over there And someonе cut the lights out, so you know Drunk people from thе Southeast they talk slow
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Well how do y'all do, we gotta move, **** off Everybody
Laughing at the tough guy revival in Washington It matters who you know, when you don't know anyone We're staying outside or living in a car Sleeping on the ground or laying on the floor Space gets smaller, cash is shorter, past is catching up
Would everybody shut up, don't do me any favors Piss blind in the street so I'm going to come home later And the mess that you made is why we gotta go Vampires in the dry heat don't think so
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Us
作曲 : Benjamin Bridwell (Who is that man on the back of the bus) (Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much) (Who is that man on the back of the bus) (Shouldn't let it get you dragged down so much)
Educated dropout living in a vacation home I guess you never know when the wheels will fall off He's a happy old fella in a short sleeve shirt Telling us stories of when he was at work He's barking louder, tales get taller every time he does
Everybody listen up, I was a teenager Got my first car, I drive it over there And someonе cut the lights out, so you know Drunk people from thе Southeast they talk slow
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Well how do y'all do, we gotta move, **** off Everybody
Laughing at the tough guy revival in Washington It matters who you know, when you don't know anyone We're staying outside or living in a car Sleeping on the ground or laying on the floor Space gets smaller, cash is shorter, past is catching up
Would everybody shut up, don't do me any favors Piss blind in the street so I'm going to come home later And the mess that you made is why we gotta go Vampires in the dry heat don't think so
I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us I'll keep living in the frame where you left me love I'll keep picking up the pieces of us Us
