If you wanted to leave I would let you Not the type who would ask for a redo Say you need something new ya well me too I’ll never figure it out
On a scale of the universe I’m pretty fucking small So if I sleep in ’til 3 pm it doesn’t matter at all
I’m over you I’m overbored I’m surrounded by people who were hoping for more
Think my pilots asleep on the runway Diagnosed with a case of the Mondays Wanna stay, wanna lay in the sun rays Out on the roof of my house
On a scale of the universe I’m pretty fucking small So if I sleep in ’til 3pm it doesn’t matter at all
I’m over you I’m overbored I’m surrounded by people who were hoping for more I’m surrounded by people who were hoping for more I’m surrounded by people who were hoping for more