Big-Box Store Heart Songtext
Just one more week til I properly function again
Got my hands full keeping the bed warm for you til then
I drag my feet down Clifton street ASAP
Still just ain't soon enough
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it’s true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
Until they're out of view
It wouldn't hurt to make an appearance
Show some face and prove that I’m still alive
But every time you leave here, the ceiling leaks and the cabinets all run dry
I twist my hair and bite my tonguе
I'll save this air that's in my lungs for you
I get my business squarеd away as I'm counting down the days
That are stacking up in ways only she'd believe
I wonder what she reads waving from the window seat
On her way back home to me
I grind my teeth and bite my tongue
I wish this week would just be done
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
Until they're out of view
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
I get my life back on Friday
I drag my feet, I bite my tongue, I’ll wait all week
I get my life back on Friday
I drag my feet and I bite my tongue, I’ll wait all week
I get my life back soon
Got my hands full keeping the bed warm for you til then
I drag my feet down Clifton street ASAP
Still just ain't soon enough
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it’s true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
Until they're out of view
It wouldn't hurt to make an appearance
Show some face and prove that I’m still alive
But every time you leave here, the ceiling leaks and the cabinets all run dry
I twist my hair and bite my tonguе
I'll save this air that's in my lungs for you
I get my business squarеd away as I'm counting down the days
That are stacking up in ways only she'd believe
I wonder what she reads waving from the window seat
On her way back home to me
I grind my teeth and bite my tongue
I wish this week would just be done
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
Until they're out of view
I get my girl back on Friday, yes, it's true
Gonna storm these aisles up and down with you
Just keep your head up through Thursday and push through
Gonna ride these highs til the lows out of view
I get my life back on Friday
I drag my feet, I bite my tongue, I’ll wait all week
I get my life back on Friday
I drag my feet and I bite my tongue, I’ll wait all week
I get my life back soon
