Ellen's in the front room
She and grace have hashed it out
I know it's never something serious
I'm sure they'll laugh about it soon enough
Is enough
Now I'm fresh outta luck
Spilled the drink in my cup
Now they're calling my bluff
(Ah, shit)
I think I'm growing onto you
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
You need a smoke and I need a few
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
Meet me out back, out of their view
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
You wouldn't mind?
Oh, you're too kind!
I'm covered in dew
Watching you chew on smoke
I try to say something interesting
But you miss the joke
I'm wondering if you're alone or just here on your own
But I don't ever ask I just watch you get stoned!
But enough is enough
Feeling fresh outta luck
Spilled the drink in my cup
Now they're calling my bluff
But I-
I think I'm growing onto you
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
You need a smoke and I need a few
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
Meet me out back, out of their view
You wouldn't mind that, would you?
You wouldn't mind?
Oh, shit you're too kind!
What April lays down
May will take in
What August breathes out
I will breathe in,
I will breathe in,
I will breathe in,
I'll breathe, I'll
I'll breathe, I'll
Hey!