Out of Order

Days go by and not a trace, oh, oh A lifetime since I held his face, oh, oh Dreams don't count, I won't blame what I can't control How long, how long, begs my weary soul, oh, oh An out of order sign duct-taped to my heart I think it's finally time to tear it down Time to start Oh, oh I don't deal in absolutes, oh, oh There's always two sides of the truth, oh, oh Truth is I'm ready, truth is I'm not But I got to give it a shot Can't leave my love to rot, oh, oh An out of order sign, ink bled through the page But if they fit just right I'll still wear jeans with a stain These jeans are worn in They know how to love They have been ripped and stretched and shoved Patches and tears but no worse for wear Stuck in the drawer and they just need some sun Sun, Oh someone, someone An out of order sign trampled on the floor My heart gets broken sometimes but I come back for more More More More