Well I’ve been taking long drives with the music too loud
I’ve been dragging my feet over this February ground
I’ve been talking to strangers at the local bar
And I wish they were you
Oh it just brings me down.
Tell me a joke or two, I could use one now.
Cause I’ve got skin like birch bark
You can peel me off and lose me to the wind
I guess it’s too late to protect myself from this
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