Back Pocket

Duration

3:22

Genres

Singer/Songwriter (Male)

Description

Lyrics

sometimes i get stuck in a place to familiar, comfortably mundane, it's driving me insane well i could be a big fish in a small pond but the water's gettin shallow and i'm runnin out of run, so i check myself in the mirror to see if it adds up or if it's gettin clearer cuz lately my reflection has been mockin' meeee and it laughs and it points and says whatcha doin son, ya gotta get to work quit havin all this fun put downt he guitar, pick up the briefcase put on a suit and head to the workplace if money measures happiness then this is really sad i'm getting fed up with the luck that i've had so i just booked some tickets on a plane for two cuz i don't care about the benjamins i care about you if i was the earth, and you were my moon i would never let you outta my site, no there would be no high noon i would bargain with the sun, and give up all my stars just to keep midnight in my back pocket, cuz baby you never shine too soon so i took a short drive down the the reservoir grabbed a pen and paper and popped outta my car found a warm bench but no inspiration as joggers flew by some runnin some racin an... i asked the water and the skies and the trees, won't you help me please find a little guidance and some direction cuz i had it up to hear with all this guessin and i wrote and i wrote with no abandon cuz lucrative jobs your man ain't landin so i'm done sittin round gotta go out and take it i can do anything if Magic made it thank you Kanye for your words of wisdom now grab the ones you love and make sure that you've kissed em cuz tomorrow may be promised but it's not guaranteed and when the 'ish hits the fan my love is free if i was the earth, and you were my moon i would never let you outta my site, no there would be no high noon i would bargain with the sun, and give up all my stars just to keep midnight in my back pocket, cuz baby you never shine too soon bridge: they say don't hate the player but your right to hate the game you better bring your rain coat cuz ima make it rain they say don't hate the player but your right to hate the game you better bring your flood pants cuz ima make it rain they say don't hate the player but your right to hate the game and you better call helen hunt and bill paxton cuz after it rains there's gonna be..... a tornado if i was the earth, and you were my moon i would never let you outta my site, no there would be no high noon i would bargain with the sun, and give up all my stars just to keep midnight in my back pocket, cuz baby you never shine too soon