Anything

Two things are for certain, my cars a mess and without curtains I’m getting up at the same time as the sun.
You set your alarm early enough so we can kiss before you get up for work. I’m out the door in your favorite shirt.

And I wonder what its like inside your mind. I would pay any entrance fee to understand what you might think of me.
If you think anything.

Back when I was crashing on Cooper’s couch you asked “Am I just another excuse to write a song about?” Am I that easy to read? Or are you just so hard to deceive? I’m tired of guessing.

And I wonder what its like inside your mind. I would pay any entrance fee to understand what you might think of me.
If you think anything.