21st Century

Duration

5:44

Genres

Americana / Alt Country

Lyrics

Looking forth, she may come back slowly I've been bored but I can't help myself And holidays are gonna make me lonely Because I got myself in a pocket full of wealth But I'm waiting on the change Even though I can't write my story I am coming back to that place that I call home And even if I'm awake while she's snoring It's under her arm, a victim to her charm Where I feel I belong But I keep getting down on all the reasons that you tried Ambivalent in September but my December is open wide And so I'm lonely, sad and safe in who I'll be Well it's sad to say, this just must be the 21st Century If you're gonna full, go and fall full-forcely I am holding on to them traits that done me wrong But they say anything worth doing is worth doing right And so I got my own reasons justified So keep it going, because we're still open Like the shutter in my camera, Fixated on your big brown eyes You're the sweetest thing that's come along for a while So I keep you locked up in a lockbox That I like to keep on file Well living good is gonna make me fall, So keep it up for now On the tip of my tongue but it weighs a ton So I guess I'll scream out loud That the memories got lost in the roads That I crossed yesterday And now it's sad to say, this just must be the 21st Century Yes it's sad to say, this just must be the 21st Century And I'm waiting on that sun to shine for me It feels like April and it happens just to be The time of year where I can't help but feel let down But I'm coming back around, I'm coming back around So go on bartender and just pour me a double I've been sighing at the sight of this bar for far too long Got no attention from that girl who burst my bubble And she's easily taunting me As you can tell just from this song So keep it going, because we're still open Like the shutter in my camera, Fixated on your big brown eyes You're the sweetest thing that's come along for a while So I keep you locked up in a lockbox That I like to keep on file But I keep getting down on all the reasons that you tried Ambivalent in September but my December is open wide And so I'm lonely, sad and safe in who I'll be Well it's sad to say, this just must be the 21st Century 21st Century, 21st Century