Jon Auer Follow

You used to drive me around,
When I was big enough to care,
Well nothing's changing
I'm just saying you were probably there.

And everything was still to be,
We were gold enough to rise.
A supple river,
Young and silver with the clouds in our eyes.

And I know we're pulling over.
But before we go much lower.

I've had enough of all your,
Bribery and memosa,
You come clean.
I've had enough of all the,
Sadness I'm supposed to,
You come clean and I'll come closer.
I'll come closer.

You used to drive me around,
When I was small enough to cry.
Well nothing's changing
No one's waiting for the painting to dry.

And if this sounds like goodbye,
Then you hear the same as me.
A pair of complimentary mimics
On a color TV.

And I know we're pulling over.
But before we go much lower.

I've had enough of all your,
Bribery and memosa.
You come clean.
I've had enough of all the.
Sadness I'm supposed to,
You come clean and I'll come closer.
I'll come closer.
I'll come closer.
I'll come closer.