I woke up in a truck stop parking lot A girl in a red white and blue halter top was staring Thick glasses like mine And a low bored monotone vocal fry (I like that)
She said, who's the band on the bus? What bus? That one, nerd. The one that you got off of Oh - Probably no one you've heard of
Don't know what came over me As I awkwardly dropped my room key I said I think that's yours And three hours later I was banging this verse out
Oh no - head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say YOLO no mo' My mind says no My body says hell no! Let this be over Exhausting lover
Not sure if she couldn't stop? Or if she wouldn't stop? As the motel carpet gave me five more raw spots What's that stabbing my back? (Ah, that's a wire from her halter top) There was an hour where her head kept banging Against the bottom of a table top I saw my life in a split screen But life's just one shot
What the hell would I tell my girlfriend? But the thing is she's not my girlfriend, anymore I traded it all for some third degree carpet burn
Oh no - head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say YOLO no mo' My mind says no My body says hell no! Let this be over Exhausting lover
Then she handed me a hot wheels track I said, girl that's pretty weird Where did you get that? She said never mind that Here nerd beat my ass in the bath like my dad did When I was a bad kid I said, nah what's this! Let me up out of the Hotel Six And tell me where my pants went That's when I heard the door breaking It wasn't housekeeping It was her boyfriend
Don't know what came over me Out the door in my boxer briefs Some dude live tweeted As I ran half-naked past a Cracker Barrel
Oh no - head meet floor I don't wanna do this no more Every kiss is a jam band solo Never gonna say YOLO no mo' My mind says no My body says hell no! Let this be over Exhausting lover
Compositor: Benjamin Scott Folds (Folds Ben) ECAD: Obra #39331014