Lyrics: Georgia Mason/Todd Speakman
Music: Georgia Mason/Todd Speakman
Can of worms opened up the fatigue
It spilled all over your sleeves
Get an inch all over your thighs as you’re bending down to your knees
All the pretending bells are ringing loud and true
For the good times and the good times coming
I remember you
You’re gonna get that feeling
Like it could have been something
But we’ve become so tired
I remember you
Night and day has got it’s hands inside your head baby
Fall asleep for a week
It wouldn’t show
Fall asleep for a week
It wouldn’t show
Ooh baby, there’ s a funny feeling in my head
And I’ve gotta put it to bed
And I’ve gotta put it to bed, yeah
Pulling the covers up, right up and over my head
Really wanna bury my head
Really wanna, really wanna
I remember when I used to dig my heels in
Chomping on that masterpiece, a luxury responsibility
Fall asleep for a week
It wouldn’t show
Fall asleep for a week
It wouldn’t show