Timbit Dreamz

The only time I get to think Is on the Calgary Transit The only place I feel at home is a Place that I can't go to no more And I'm sorry For all that I said Sorry that I told you that you'd be better off dead But I'm not sorry for loving you, old friend Now I'm waiting in the timmies line My best friend by my side I get to save a little money Cause I don't have to buy you a coffee Which took triple sugar I don't know how that tastes good to you Cause I was the sweet one, you said Timbit dreams floating 'round in my head The drive through line is far too long And I'm just so sick of waiting Cause I waited for years for you to come around But my feet are on the ground now And I don't wait around anymore So we parked the car and walked right in through the doors Morning Tim's keeps my bank account poor