Tired All The Time Songtext

Treaty Of Paris

von Sweet Dreams, Sucker

Tired All The Time Songtext
The AM station hums its refrain
Traffic on the eight
And the weather forecast on my windshield looks and sounds a lot like rain

The FM morning shows want me to know about their favorite color shows
I’d rather listen to my windshield wiper blades

I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time.
I drag my feet through each day
When I come home,
I lie awake at night
I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time

The city’s out of parking spaces
But never out of more citations
Paper slips and brand new yellow boots (ooooh)

I walk slow past broken window glass
Dirty pigeons flying rats
I scratch my itchy face,
I haven’t shaved in days.

She tells me to cheer up,
If I don’t, she says,
I will surely worry to death.

I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time.
I drag my feet through each day
When I come home,
I lie awake at night
I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time

She tells me to cheer up,
If I don’t, she says,
I will surely worry to death
Maybe I’ll stop sleeping,
But till then, she says,
My bad days will only get me if I let them get me
She won’t let them win.

I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time.
I drag my feet through each day
When I come home,
I lie awake at night
I don’t sleep much anymore now,
I’m so tired all the time

Yeah! I’m so tired all the time!
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