50 Miles

You call me up You say your feelin' down Well I'm coming up To turn it upside down Yeah you call me up Burn my miles in the ground I'll drive on up 50 miles and no sound Take it, what you need I got all the love to give Burn my miles to the ground And I would do it all again Yeah take it, what you need I got all the love to give Burn my miles to the ground And I would do it all again I would drive 50 miles for ya Yeah, I'd drive 50 miles for ya When I arrive I show you my face It's the seasons of change Then we rearrange Our bedroom and our closets Then we'll burn through all our assets Cause the seasons got our pockets Then we do it all again And again Cause I can't think of anything better When the weathers got our heads Put our sweaters on instead Then we go and break bread At the thrift market For a new used sweater Cause nothing feels better Then burning through our pockets It's just restock in our closets Then we're buying all the food Paying rent when it is due No money in dark Hell, no money from the start I've been scrapping up the change Well it's always been the same I ain't ever been ashamed Who's to say that it's an option When you're filling up your cup Or swimming in the blue But when your moods up Yeah mine is too