Racecar Bed

The way I see it in my head

Sinking into a race car bed

I can see your words slip right into your beer

But maybe I can catch you sometime next year

And I'm wasting time

Worrying about who I can really count on

And picking up a book is so goddamn straining on my eyes

'Cause I'm not reading for me, I'm reading for you

And I can see you sideways

And I can see you sideways

And I can see you sideways

And I can see you sideways

And I can see you sideways

And I can see you sideways