Taylor's First 8 String

Driving with the wipers on

In the morning, when it's not raining

Just to get a false sense of clarity

Of what's in front of me



What's in front of me

Is not what it's supposed to be

I'm using the sanctuary

That I used when I was eighteen



But I'm not eighteen anymore

Oh, I'm just far too poor



You wouldn't have crushed a bug

So why did you crush me?

You wouldn't have crushed a bug

So why did you crush me?

You wouldn't have crushed a bug

So why did you crush me?



You wouldn't



My heart is as empty as my wallet on the weekends