I remember standing
Like I never understood
Watching all the leaves blow by
Across the neighborhood
Then I heard the news
About the boy I left out west
Months without a phone call
But I never would have guessed
He found relief
Sweet relief
Driving to the exes house
To pick up all my stuff
He’s heading to Texas
‘Cause he says he’s had enough
Now we’re standing here
Debating optional goodbyes
I would love to laugh at him
But just for fun, I’ll cry
It’s a relief
Sweet relief
Why don’t you change?
Why don’t you grow up?
Why don’t you take a trip somewhere?
Too much to do
Too little time
Too hard to act like I could care
So when you let go
What do you know…
It’s a…relief
Looking at the funeral photos
Judging all the dresses
Thinking of the fools you’ve loved
And all your famous messes
Sitting on your mom’s porch
Sipping what she had in stock
One day you’re made of nothing
Then the next day you’re a rock
And now, relief
Sweet relief
You can figure out yourself
Just call out sick from work
Apologize to all the guys
For all your little quirks
Move back to the basement
And cut loose from all your friends
You’ll have another comeback
And we’ll see where this one ends
What a relief
Sweet relief
Who says hello?
Who’s checking in?
Who would depend on you at all?
Who would depend on you at all?
It’s only a blip
A fall or a trip
Who’s even left for you to call?
You’d better let go
For all that you know
It’s a…relief
There’s so much to do
And not much of you
Better try now
To make it somehow
So when you let go
You’ll finally know
Sweet relief
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