Debt Is Only What You Make Of It

Lyrics

She drew a picture of you with wings, but you drew lines in the sand She drew herself as a newborn wrapping her fingers around your hand But maybe the wings were really arms, art is only what you make of it 'Cause she also gave herself bunny ears when she drew herself in a crib She drew a picture of a house, one I presume she's never seen She wrote thе importance of flowers, 'cause you can havе them for free I guess that she kept me from jumping the gun, love is only what you make of it She drew a picture of a family practice while she drew herself in a crib She drew a picture of a flaming car, she drew up papers for her class ring I was an expensive mistake, taper it off and let the healing begin Maybe the wings were really checks, debt is only what you make of it I went and picked her flowers while she drew herself in a crib