Lyrics

Don't you worry, baby I told you I was comin' home I went into the back Fell between the cracks All alone So when you say you did Well, let's say you didn't When you roll your eyes I think you it get it To memory That we could never be I'm just thinking back And stuck on your shoulder And it drags you down It makes you feel old It's a photograph All that we never had It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) And it's the cardboard box Stuck in the corner It's your back-wood talk I'll make it in tone It's your phonery (phonery phonery phonery) Manages everything And it's the call I made When you were lucky It's the slack I gave I read in a book It's a magazine (magazine magazine magazine,) All that you never see It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) And it's not Would you find It's a lot? (a lot a lot a lot) Don't you worry, baby I told you I was comin' home I would never leave you there Waitin' in your chair All alone (all alone all alone all alone) So when you say you did Well, let's say you didn't When you roll your eyes I think you get it To memory (memory memory memory,) All we could never be It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) It's a lot (It's a lot) And it's not Could you find It's a lot? Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby Don't you worry, baby