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Calling All Captains

Nothing Grows Here

 

Nothing Grows Here

(album: Nothing Grows Here - 2019)


Why's it out of your scope?
Why you calling my phone?
Can't you leave me alone?
You know I tried so hard to grow
But you're stepping on my toes (on my toes)
And when you finally find your way back to me
I find it hard to never say that I see
All the ways you try to put it back all on me
Put it back all on me

I'm sick of hearing about that dirt on your shoulder
It's every day you spit it over and over
The thought of you is tasking on my mind
It happens all the time

Pick your way through cherry trees
So that you can try to be, just like me
But it's not like me to be like you
And it's been a few months with it
I feel myself slipping
You always talk when you should listen
Don't you see it? What you missin'?

I'm sick of hearing about that dirt on your shoulder
It's every day you spit it over and over
The thought of you is tasking on my mind
It happens all the time
I've got something to say this time
So don't mess around (mess around)
Just come around (just come around)
I'm really trying to play this right
But after what you said
I'll never get it out of my head

You can try and try
For a place in line
And a chance to roll the dice
And you play these games
But is it really worth it in the end?

I'm sick of hearing about that dirt on your shoulder
It's every day you spit it over and over
The thought of you is tasking on my mind
It happens all the time
I've got something to say this time
So don't mess around (mess around)
Just come around (just come around)
I'm really trying to play this right
But after everything
You wore me thin

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