Talk

I spent a week Untying knots in my back for a change I never called, wanting it all To grow legs and walk away I treat the hurt like a beach ball on a sunny day I never let it hit the sand, my focus never strays I kick the can far as I can down the road to someplace I drop the ball, I let it fall I am a born procrastinator Get the car, hit the bar Toast the friends who stayed The sun is always in our eyes I hope it never fades Talk is cheap, but nothing's freer than the breeze My heart is weak, so why don't you give yours to me? I sing my song, I move along Down the road to new states I force a smile, bout once a mile It's called grit, so learn its name I have a god, she's like my mom except she hears me pray The fight is always right on time And hope is never late Talk is cheap, but nothing's freer than the breeze My heart is weak, so why don't you give yours to me? I took one too many tylenol And I never thought I'd take 'em all alone This headache's on a winning streak And I, I'm not a winner, so I let it go Talk is cheap, but nothing's freer than the breeze my heart is weak, so why don't you give yours to me? And it's not what we thought that we'd want but it's where we ought to be My heart is weak, so why don't you give yours to me?