Not Ready (to not be high)

Wall covered in nails From the tim I tried to hang a photo Humming Brandi Carlile I'd stare at it for hours on the floor Waiting for Hours to turn to days For the girl in me to find herself When suddenly I realize She's twenty-five, still sitting on the floor Time may find All of my naivety But I hope it spares every bit of green in me 'Cause I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high Carpet starts to smell From the beer I spilled a week ago Well, no one bared to clean it up 'Til the dog started peeing there But she's a good girl Time may find All of my naivety But I hope it spares every bit of green in me 'Cause I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high I'm not ready to not be high