ill peach - GUM Lyrics

Theres always gum under the table
Stacking sugar packs trying to make it stable
Cut up seats and coffee stained t-shirts
Its 2 am i still haven't said a word

Let's go to hard times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When you're moneys low

I'm treading air in heavy armor
Your the only thing to make me calmer
Pocketful of quarters but i can't make change
I'm not embarrassed cause i know that you're the same

Let's go to hard times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When your money's low

Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go

You write my name in bubble letters
You and me in love forever
One day we'll make it big and run away
Staring out the window i start to feel ok

Lets go to hard times
Get me out of my mind
Got nowhere to go
Booth in the corner
We could share an order
When your money's low

Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go
Salt over my shoulder
Gotta let it go