Movember - Mom Jeans., Sarah Levy

Why you gotta be so fuckin' mean?

Said it’s not your scene

Could you just leave me

Alone with my friends?

Alone with my thoughts?

But I often have thoughts that can’t be shared and

If you really cared about my health

About my heart

Then you would start

Keeping track of all the times

You said that you were fine but really weren’t

It’s just like back in time when you were five

The doctor said you would be fine but

It still hurt and I’m still sure

It was just a little trick to make us feel all right

Now I smell like smoke

And I feel like shit

Probably couldn’t hurt if we took a dip

Then I’ll finally be as clean as I felt back at eighteen

'Cause I’m not getting any younger

My lungs get blacker every day

If I were to grow a beard, stop drinking beer

I fear you might not love me enough to make you stay

I really hope you’ll stay

I know I said that it’s not your problem

I know I said that it’s not your care

This is a problem that can’t get fixed

With three drunk texts and one wet kiss

I know I said that it’s not your problem

I know I said that it’s not your care

This is a problem that can’t get fixed

With three drunk texts and one wet kiss

'Cause I’m not getting any younger

My lungs get blacker every day

If I were to grow a beard, stop drinking beer

I fear you might not love me enough to make you stay

To make you stay

To make you stay

To make you stay

To make you stay