You call me up
You say your feelin' down
Well I'm coming up
To turn it upside down
Yeah you call me up
Burn my miles in the ground
I'll drive on up
50 miles and no sound
Take it, whatchu need
I got all the love to give
Burn my miles to the ground
And I would do it all again
Yeah take it, whatchu need
I got all the love to give
Burn my miles to the ground
And I would do it all again
I would drive
50 miles for ya
Yeah, I'd drive
50 miles for ya
When I arrive
I show you my face
It's the seasons of change
Then we rearrange
Our bedroom and our closets
Then we'll burn through all our assets
Cause the seasons got our pockets
Then we do it all again
And again
Cause I can't think of anything better
When the weathers got our heads
Put our sweaters on instead
Then we go and break bread
At the thrift market
For a new used sweater
Cause nothing feels better
Then burning through our pockets
It's just restock in our closets
Then we're buying all the food
Paying rent when it is due
No money in dark
Hell, no money from the start
I've been scrapping up the change
Well it's always been the same
I ain't ever been ashamed
Who's to say that it's an option
When you're filling up your cup
Or swimming in the blue
But when your moods up
Yeah mine is too